After a coiple minutes the guy was still smoke one of than got inside and he put the stick on his pants.
She gave a litle shit and left.
His pants start to get fire and he was on tipical Morrocan speaking french : ¨mais putin, mon jooging fait chier¨
They got to go see the director and he ask Philipe if he smoke.Before his answer the guy said: Oh , il fumme memme pas celui la..
and you mister?
Moi, je ne fume pas dit tout moi et quand je fume, je fume dans mon coin..
After a couples days he was out, but berofe that one night Philipe was checking the waves outiside , cause the Cers is by Capbreton front beach view and the guy came to smoke one stick and close the thick door.
Booth stuck outside below 2 celcius, no one around.
Philipe went to call the up room with the guy sticking him with the belt and 30 m fall under him.
One broke guy saw him and thought he felt form the top room...hauhauahua