“You got it?” he asked, his eyes rapidly darting towards the door. The hospital-staff could come in any moment; he didn’t want to get caught.
He asked again. She nodded, hesitantly.
“Give it to me then, quick!” he said urgently.
“But…,” she was reluctant.
“Come on, don’t be a tease, just a puff I promise, and I’ll be good.”
Atlast, she gave in and handed it to him.
He inhaled in deep. The cough started again. Just out of a crucial operation, his fragile body couldn’t take it. In a puff, his malignant cancer took him instantly to his death. Is yearning for dangerous temptations worth?
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