When Stephen returned to his room, the first thing that he did was wash his hands. It was a part of his routine now because he was afraid of catching a disease. Once he was properly cleansed, he sat down at his desk and turned on the computer. He had a medical paper that he was working on but had been putting off. He hadn't even opened the file, though, before someone knocked on the door. "Come in," he said.
The door was pushed open, and Ethan strode in. Stephen sat up straight, but Ethan just looked at him and said, "Settle down. You're not in trouble. I just wanted you to know that Kylie is moving out in a few days."
"Pardon?" Stephen gasped.
Ethan smiled, took out a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth, lit it, and threw one to Stephen. Stephen caught the cigarette, thanked Ethan, lit the cigarette, and took a drag. Almost immediately, he began to cough, and as soon as he was able, he said, "Wow! These cigarettes are very strong!"
