Just go outside quickly.
Get as for as posible away from your mother.
Right! Consequences be damned! You decide to man up, leg out, and-
Your mother glares at you.
"Oh yeah, that's right. Just up and skip out. No need to worry about me. Who cares how I feel? It's a world of death and darkness out there and you'd rather roll the dice with it than help me find one lousy pack of cigarettes to help put enough haze on the world to keep on going. Sure. Whatever.
Just like your father."
Sigh. Your mother's
GUILT TRIP is super-effective.
Give mother one of your cigarettes, which you keep on you at all times, and scream something at your mother in an inhuman tongue.
Then go outside for a walk in the grass.
You're 10! Mother's motto has always been 'do what I say, not what I do' and so she's never let you smoke. You like the smell, though. They were Father's brand. You do muster enough gumption to mutter one choice curse under your breath, though. Haha! You didn't even think you could rhyme anything 'Stuttering ghoulbog'. That'll show her.
...and you're pretty sure that wasn't one of the Forbidden Curses.
Take her pack of smokes and throw them out the window. When she goes out to get them, leave-- and lock the door behind you.
That'll learn her.
The packs that Mother has gathered around here are all empty. You'd have to find a pack first, and if you had one, you think she'd be placated enough to just let you pass. It's a good plan, though. You make a mental note to find two packs - she'll smoke through the first one quick enough, and then the other will be
PLAN B if need be.
Now, where the hell does someone lose a pack of cigarettes? You once found the television remote inside a book shoved in your pillow. This'll be interesting.