Lazy days(Open)

Sanada loved the breeze that came from being surrounded by the pure waters of Shimagakure, it brought with it the crisp winds from the different corners of the world. It allowed him the calming feeling of being nurtured by the waves as he heard them crashing on to the beach in front of him. The morning air and wind were the best he thought as it blew through his stringy black hair pushing it off from his forehead in a gentle motion. These were the times he lived for where he could lay out by the sea in his very well tailored vest with his black tie kept down by it being tucked inside of his vest. His fashion was the only thing that really mattered to him and he made sure he looked dashing.

Laying up under a tree to protect his eyes from the rising sun he reached delicately into his right slack pocket pulling out a cheap pack of cigarettes he had picked up the night before. He hated the cheap stuff but it was all they had and he hadn't found the ingredients to make his own yet, bringing the pack up to his mouth in a casual take all the time in the world manner he popped one of the smokes into his mouth via the singular hole he had made in the carton. There the cigarette stayed just loosely hanging on his lips as if it could be carried away if even the slightest wind blew, but true smokers knew to wet their lips before placing a cigarette to hold it in place while still looking cool. Slowly putting the pack back into his pocket he moved his left hand up the breast of his vest to the pocket that adorned the right side of the article of clothing reaching in to grab his lighter. At first he pulled it out whimsically bringing it up to his face only a few inches away from it, he lit the lighter up with a casual flick of his thumb the fire was alive.

He stared at it for what seemed like centuries admiring the simpleness of such a highly used tool before bring it down to where his cigarette still lay upon his lips. Lighting the stick he slowly inhaled that first take of nicotine before placing the lighter back into his vest pocket. He let the nicotine roll around his lungs for a moment taking it all in, this was the best part of smoking to him as his lungs filled with a foreign vapor. He slowly exhaled it in one stream of gray smoke and watched the wind carry it away but not before it lingered for awhile allowing him to once again close his eyes and bask in it's aroma. Taking the cigarette from his lips and letting it sit in between his index and middle finger. This moment, he didn't want it to end he thought before taking another drag and sitting up propping his back on the base of the tree.