"No, I was just passing judgement. You're a big girl and know the risks. And if you want to limit your lung capacity go for it - it'll make it easier to take you out on the pitch," Ramon responded, voice unconcerned as he watched his sister take a drag and exhale. He'd prefer she didn't do damage to her body, of course, but he meant what he said - she was a big girl.

"What's got you stressed out this time? Spooky woods? Spat with Avery? No new dating prospects on the horizon?"