After they ate the food they bought from the restaurant on their way back, the Elites started working on gathering information on every individual in the AA House, whether it be staff, sponsors, or members.
And while everyone was busy, Lysandra slipped out of the villa and went to the backyard. She sat on the garden chair and pulled out her packet of cigarettes. Took one stick and lit it up, puffed its smoke as she lunged there.
“Just because we don’t get sick doesn’t mean you have to abuse your body.”
“Whatever,” Lysandra mumbled and then Zander sat beside her and then he grabbed the packet of cigarettes from Lysnadra’s hand.
“Since when?” he asked and Lysandra shrugged.
Zander sighed and then he opened a small portal and tossed the packet inside. Lysandra gave him a deadpan look as
