"Don't smoke to much. It's bad for health."

"Why bro? Do you even care?"

"Smoking kills. If you wanna die. Die using other ways. Don't be pathetic. Don't cause trouble."

"No way! Are you worried?"

"Worried...who me? For whom...you?"
She rolled her eyes. Then threw the brunt cigarette end beneath her boots and squished it.

"Still playing with the lighter?
I always wanted to know why are you so obsessed with butterflies and why is that lighter so important to you? Who gave it to you? Aiii! You'r first love?"

"Huhh!? First love? Why don't I remember to have one?"

"Then"

"Butterflies are beautiful but some can be beastly. Yet all of them look innocent. I love that ambiguous creatures. And this lighter is really precious to me. But why?....it even unknown to me. How about this once I find out I will surely let you know."
She looked at the shiny emerald butterfly rubing with her thumb as the corner of her lips cuved up and looked like a crocked smile as she sighed.
"Then what about your wings?"

She stopped and her eyes shifted to him and the smile was lost. Eyes transfixed at his amber yellow eyes as she could  see her own reflection in his clear eyeballs.

"Wings?"

"Dont act as if you don't know what I am talking about."

"Oh"

"What!?!"

"Did you see them?"

"Yeah."

"Beautiful aren't they?"

"They are no doubt but why do I feel something isn't right about them?"

"Ah why? What? What now? Are you jelous or do you need an eye doctor? Wrong!? What's wrong?"

"I feel they are very exaggerated. More like elevated. The tatoo looks too real. It's like more than just a 3D art. Is it not weird?"

"Now I know what is wrong."

"What"

"You need a brain doctor for a proper check up. Tatoo is just a tatoo? What is exaggerated? What elevation? They are my bones ok. You think too much"
Her voice cracked,"Sorry."

"Really?"

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