Elyk was stressing out. Whenever he finished a cigarette he simply put it out and lit up a new one.<br/>"How the fuck am I supposed to raise THREE kids?!" He shouted hysterically, "I'm 17 for fuck's sake! What the fuck am I going to do?!" It seemed his favorite word at the time was "fuck". He was letting out more smoke than a chimney. Before he knew it he had gone through half a pack of cigarettes.