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Tired from the days events he walked into the store and bought a whole pack of beer.
Placing them on a table he sat down and began downing them.
He almost didn't notice the smell of smoke that flowed into his face from the wind.
Already on his third bottle, he lazily looked over at the girl who seemed to stare into his soul.
Her eyes said a thousand words as the cigarette in her mouth had pieces flake off of it.
Not saying anything she looked back at the road and shoved her hands in her leather coats pockets, leaving him to his own thoughts.
Sighing to himself, he stopped drinking and got up, heading back home.
Oh how he loved that girl and her cold stare.
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