First draft is written on paper, but this is the first typed draft. Please give me some feedback~
Makoto sighed, deeply inhaling from his cigarette. He peered back toward the doors; sick of that stench from within.
“For a man of your stature you're pretty dumb.” a second man grinned at the chestnut haired man.
“It's a bad habit from years ago.
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