Smoking marlboro reds wet after being caught by the rain coming back from gym

Description: The rain caught me off guard after the gym—hair soaked, clothes clinging, but i don’t mind. there’s something raw about this moment, the steam rising off my skin, the chill in the air. i light up a marlboro red, the flame flickering against the drizzle. the first drag is deep, the smoke curling from my lips like a slow exhale of everything i’ve been holding in. the gym rush fades, replaced by this—just me, the rain, and the burn of tobacco. no glamour, no filter. just the truth of a long day and a cigarette that tastes like relief.