You imediately knew where you were, the smell of tobacco was over powering. You had become a cigarrette in a 20 pack. You had done thiss once before without incident. Your wife transformed you into a cigarrette in a pack that was still in the shop, behind the flap with all the other normal packs. Your wife knew roughly how far back you were so waited to buy you when she thought you were in the next pack. Luckily she was right, today was the same, you felt your row of packs slide forwards, then the impact of the flap rippled through the packs. You sat there for 4 hours, slowly moving closer to the front of the row. Eventualy your pack was grabbed roughly from the shelf and was scanned, the beep was loud, you were dropped onto the counter and after a few seconds your pack was lifted and shoved into a pocket. You dont know if your wife was the one who bought you...
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