Peek in

Claire walks down the hallway, her heart racing with anticipation. She approaches the door to the smoke room and slowly turns the handle, peeking inside. The room is dimly lit, but she can see Tyreal sitting in one of the chairs, a cigar clenched between his teeth. He looks up and catches her eye, a sly smile spreading across his face.

Tyreal's voice is low and smooth, inviting her to join him. "Ah, Claire. Come on in. I've got a little something waiting for you," he says, passing her the blunt. He gestures to the chair across from him, his eyes never leaving hers as he waits for her response.