Max laughed a bit, pushing his hair back with one hand. "Would be just my luck, dying on some arsehole's kitchen floor after finally getting some new tech. If that's how my story ends, it honestly wouldn't shock me."

Finally getting up, he reached for his trousers and pulled out a now nearly empty pack of cigarettes. Sticking the last one between his lips, he tugged his ratty looking jeans on under his paper gown.

"Can I?" he asked, gesturing at the cigarette before zipping up his jeans.