To smoke or not to smoke

Alex strides quickly around the corner and leans against the wall quickly stuffs her hand into her pockets pulling out a box of cigarets, she glares at them, remembering her day so far as been rough, having her so called 'mother' contacting her and brought up death, cheating painful memories of her past.
'I don't kno what to do, I quit but.. I need to get rid off my anger..'
She thinks choosing is making it more frustrating which adds to her anger, while she leans against the wall

She leans her head back to the wall looking up at the sky while she clenches her fag packet.
'To smoke or not to smoke? Or just find some alcohol.' She thinks trying to sort out her frustration.

'Stuff it I'll do both..' she got out a single cigaret and a lighter out of her pocket and placed the cigaret in her mouth the lighted it, she took a long drag of it then exhaled it out of her mouth while removing the cigaret away from he lips. Her muscles in her body relax quickly causing her too closes her green eyes. Not caring is she was catch or not.

She listens to the environment around her relaxing while smoking with her eyes closed. Enjoying her stress leaving her, takes her cigaret away from her mouth and she taps it causing the ash to fall of the end of it to the ground near her shoes. She exhales and the smoke leaves her mouth into the air. 'Now where can I get some alcohol?' She thinks while smoking with her eyes closed.

Alex finishes her cigaret. puts it out on the ground then raises up. She straightens her clothes out and brushes off the invisible dirt.
Alex then walk off out of the area.