I did something similar, at a similar age. I grew up in a very small town and every morning I would be tasked with going to the post office to pick up the mail. Every time I went there were old gentlemen sitting on the bench having a cigarette and we would always shoot the breeze (well as much as elderly gentlemen would want to talk to a young kid). I thought it was so neat that after awhile I would make my own cigarettes out of paper and would sit with them and "smoke" my paper cigarettes by just ripping off the end of it every now and then. I had a great time but I must have creeped them out a bit, and eventually I did not have to pick up the mail.
I wonder if this kid is having problems fitting in with his peers and just relates better to an older crowd and is looking for something in common. He'll probably grow out of it like I did.
I wonder if this kid is having problems fitting in with his peers and just relates better to an older crowd and is looking for something in common. He'll probably grow out of it like I did.