No avail

[bryanobrien]

He'd said something. I couldn't make out the words exactly. They were mumbled and I wasn't really paying all that much attention anyway. I left, just wandered off, the taste of carp heavy on my breath. My nicotine stained fingertips gripped the pack reaching for another one. A lighter flick, and a heartrate decreased. It was summer and the air

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[bryanobrien]

short story, it's the tone of the story

[bryanobrien]

*hugs*