While Earl was already going through his existential crisis, all of a sudden, a quick thought struck him.
"Do you have a cigarette?" His voice sounded a little restless, which made Zion roll his orbs at him.
"What? You know that's strictly forbidden here…right?"
"Damn it!" Heartbroken by his answer, Earl tossed the towel off his head and flared his nostrils, sounding much vexed from his tone, "Beer isn't available…smoking is forbidden…Then what the fuck am I supposed to do?"
"Were you raised by beasts in the mountain?"
Zion crossed his arms, raising a brow at him, with a curt tone, "Otherwise,, where did you pick all these terrible habits? Besides…if you knew about the academy rules…maybe you shouldn't have come here."
Utterly defeated, Earl sighed so deeply that his shoulders almost slumped.
He gnawed to himself, 'If I had the choice…I would definitely not have come to this world in the first place! It already sucks so bad…'
