Rise of The Fallen
“Yeah, you tell the others?”
“No, just you.” Todd nodded. Leaning his head back against the wall he let out a deep breath. Reaching into his pocket he took out a small metal case, inside were several of Jason’s hand rolled cigarettes. He held it out to me, and I took one, lighting it. I leaned back next to him, my head right next to his broad shoulder.
“To Jason,” I said softly.
“To Jason” he repeated.