Yoshino yawned and stretched, reaching their arms as far above their head as they could until something in their upper back popped. Sighing in relief, they dropped their arms and picked up their pipe again, reflexively bringing it to their mouth to inhale, only to think twice as the last moment; they had been smoking a lot this evening, and their throat was feeling scratchy. With another sigh, they set the pipe back down and instead reached for a glass of water....
