OK so I'm no 100% sure it was him. But he was the only one in my room (according to my mum and brother) doing the ironing. The cigarettes were in my drawer this morning, and they were gone went I got home - I've been out all day on a course.
My parents are very anti-smoking, I picked it up recently and they've been very suspicious that I've been smoking - but they haven't really had any evidence. Only a couple of days ago I admitted to my mum that I started because of depression in recent months (I received anti-depressants from the GP but my parents found them and threw it in the bin because they don't "believe" in anti-depressants). I know I'm living under my dad's roof and whatnot, but surely I have a right to be pissed off when he effectively stole £7 worth of cigarettes without even telling me?!
Oh god, how I could do with a fag right now...
EDIT: Let me tell you about my father - he's pretty much stuck in his ways. I don't want to play the race card here, but try to imagine a stubborn indian man here. I always see threads here about people talking about their parents and how it's worse cause they're asian (or how only another asian would understand). I'm not trying to suggest that at all here, but I imagine the indians on here would probably have a better idea of what my father is like. Talking to him is pretty much like talking to a brick wall, I barely even get a response.