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The next day, you awoke to see your bay window smashed from last night. It had a huge hole from where the punks had smashed through. Plus it was a cool morning, so the last thing in your mind was to feel cold in your shirt and shorts.
"I wish my window was repaired." you muttered with a sigh.
You failed to notice Smoker behind you.
"Your wish is my command, (Name)." he confirmed and unleashed a snake-shaped puff of smoke.
It not only repaired the bay window, but it branched out and repaired every window in your home! Afterwards, the cloud of smoke returned to Smoker's hand.
"That's one wish down, master." he huffed and gently bowed to you.
"What'd you do to all the windows?" you asked him, inspecting them.
"My white snake transformed the glass into something shatterproof but can bring in more light." he explained, lighting a cigar.
"Wow..." you compliment before coming back and seeing him light up, "No cigars please. I don't like the smell all over the house."
"Hmm. Maybe I should introduce you to my place." he suggested, holding your hand firmly yet tenderly and took you back to your bedroom.
"You're gonna take me into the bottle?" you ask him, your eyes a bit wide.
"Isn't it obvious, miss?" he asked in a smart tone.
He opened the bottle and, surrounding the both of you in smoke, took you inside.
You found yourself on a round harem bed with an onslaught of pillows surrounding you. As you crawled out, you were greeted by a marble-walled room decorated with several curtains.
You opened the canopy and stepped foot onto a tiger-printed rug.
"I see you're up, master." he noticed, making you jump a bit, "I'll show you around the bottle."
As he showed you around his abode, your eyes were feasting on how beautiful the architecture was inside. It was like something out of Turkey or the Middle East with the marble and the gold arcs. Each of the rooms were bursting with color amidst the ash-gray walls.
"This is beautiful, Smoker. It's a shame you have all this to yourself." you complimented.
He sighed half-heartedly as he ended the tour with his bathroom. It was gorgeous! There were pink and green mosaics of lotus blossoms trimming the slate with a large table-like structure to match. There was also an in-ground tub that resembled a poolside jacuzzi, a just-as-beautiful waterfall that cascaded down onto it. The cherry on top of this awe-inspiring sundae was the crystal-blue water that had flower petals floating about, making the room smell beyond nice.
"I may be lonely, but my servants keep me busy often." he explained.
"Servants?" you parroted.
Smoker summoned a few bottles and a single oil lamp in a cloud of smoke. One bottle was blue and sparkly with several swirls on it, but had a light smell of cigarette smoke. Another was green with several scratches on it, looked like a sake bottle and had a light smell of gym lubricant. Another was bright red, looked like a BBQ sauce bottle and smelled like charcoal and barbacued meat. The lamp was lightly tarnished, like it was yanked from a fire, and reeked of freshly burned wood. It still felt warm!
"They don't really come out that much, in all honesty." he told her before taking a drag on a freshly-lit cigar.
"So why did we stop here?" you ask, still enamored by the way the room was decorated.
"I'll show you what my servants do best, master." Smoker answered as he clapped his hands twice.
The bottles magically popped their caps off and the lamp tipped forward, surrounding you in smoke.

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The next day, you awoke to see your bay window smashed from last night. It had a huge hole from where the punks had smashed through. Plus it was a cool morning, so the last thing in your mind was to feel cold in your shirt and shorts.
"I wish my window was repaired." you muttered with a sigh.
You failed to notice Smoker behind you.
"Your wish is my command, (Name)." he confirmed and unleashed a snake-shaped puff of smoke.
It not only repaired the bay window, but it branched out and repaired every window in your home! Afterwards, the cloud of smoke returned to Smoker's hand.
"That's one wish down, master." he huffed and gently bowed to you.
"What'd you do to all the windows?" you asked him, inspecting them.
"My white snake transformed the glass into something shatterproof but can bring in more light." he explained, lighting a cigar.
"Wow..." you compliment before coming back and seeing him light up, "No cigars please. I don't like the smell all over the house."
"Hmm. Maybe I should introduce you to my place." he suggested, holding your hand firmly yet tenderly and took you back to your bedroom.
"You're gonna take me into the bottle?" you ask him, your eyes a bit wide.
"Isn't it obvious, miss?" he asked in a smart tone.
He opened the bottle and, surrounding the both of you in smoke, took you inside.
You found yourself on a round harem bed with an onslaught of pillows surrounding you. As you crawled out, you were greeted by a marble-walled room decorated with several curtains.
You opened the canopy and stepped foot onto a tiger-printed rug.
"I see you're up, master." he noticed, making you jump a bit, "I'll show you around the bottle."
As he showed you around his abode, your eyes were feasting on how beautiful the architecture was inside. It was like something out of Turkey or the Middle East with the marble and the gold arcs. Each of the rooms were bursting with color amidst the ash-gray walls.
"This is beautiful, Smoker. It's a shame you have all this to yourself." you complimented.
He sighed half-heartedly as he ended the tour with his bathroom. It was gorgeous! There were pink and green mosaics of lotus blossoms trimming the slate with a large table-like structure to match. There was also an in-ground tub that resembled a poolside jacuzzi, a just-as-beautiful waterfall that cascaded down onto it. The cherry on top of this awe-inspiring sundae was the crystal-blue water that had flower petals floating about, making the room smell beyond nice.
"I may be lonely, but my servants keep me busy often." he explained.
"Servants?" you parroted.
Smoker summoned a few bottles and a single oil lamp in a cloud of smoke. One bottle was blue and sparkly with several swirls on it, but had a light smell of cigarette smoke. Another was green with several scratches on it, looked like a sake bottle and had a light smell of gym lubricant. Another was bright red, looked like a BBQ sauce bottle and smelled like charcoal and barbacued meat. The lamp was lightly tarnished, like it was yanked from a fire, and reeked of freshly burned wood. It still felt warm!
"They don't really come out that much, in all honesty." he told her before taking a drag on a freshly-lit cigar.
"So why did we stop here?" you ask, still enamored by the way the room was decorated.
"I'll show you what my servants do best, master." Smoker answered as he clapped his hands twice.
The bottles magically popped their caps off and the lamp tipped forward, surrounding you in smoke.