Maddie had stop giving a damn what people thought years ago. Unless she was actually intending to fuck with them. Because honestly, what they thought didn't matter to her. She was happy with herself, which was what mattered.
It wasn't an easy way to live, so she didn't chide Jamie for his reluctance to agree.
She pulled out her cigarettes and lighter from her pocket, chuckling as she lit up and took a long drag. "And that's bad why, sugar?" she asked, blowing the smoke away from him. "You can always nap after, right?"