"Wrong," Gray chuckled, holding the lit cigarette in the air above his head. Mari would never be able to reach it. Lest she sprouted wings or somehow built up enough body mass to knock him over. Both of which he doubted.

"Try again?" It was maybe a little more than satisfying to watch Mari pout around like that. Especially after she'd scolded him the other day. Like she was his fucking mother or something. Mari was cute, but he wasn't fucking her. He had no reason to put up with her.