[WP] The smell of cigars permeates the room, wafting gently from every surface. A room oh so familiar, seemingly untouched by the passage of time, you wonder who will walk through that door next. Taking a sip from the fresh glass of ice cold water, condensation challenging your grip, you settle in.
by /u/Regi3Au in /r/WritingPrompts
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