[Tim doesn't drink. Not really a matter of principle, honestly; he's sure he would if he was able to. It sounds great to be able to tune the world out for a few shots. But alcohol doesn't react real well with the meds he's taking and never has, so the bar's only an infrequent location for him in terms of visiting hours. Mostly he stops by if he needs something flammable in a pinch, which isn't often.
In this case, he's only dropped by to light up a few. His nerves have been shot to hell to befit the whole going to literal hell deal he's still recovering from, and he parks himself at the counter as he clicks on his lighter, sparking up the cigarette at his lips.
He inhales slowly, pausing only to regard the guy at his right.]
Do you, uh...mind if I...? [Probably should've asked before he lit the thing but, uh, whoops.]
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In this case, he's only dropped by to light up a few. His nerves have been shot to hell to befit the whole going to literal hell deal he's still recovering from, and he parks himself at the counter as he clicks on his lighter, sparking up the cigarette at his lips.
He inhales slowly, pausing only to regard the guy at his right.]
Do you, uh...mind if I...? [Probably should've asked before he lit the thing but, uh, whoops.]