The Boy I Met On the Roof
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"You wanna have a drag? I've got more than I could ever finish."
The boy, Noah, asks, holding the three-quarter burned down cigarette between his middle and pointer finger.
Dustin doesn't smoke, but considering he isn't going to live long enough for addiction to kick his ass, he nods.
As it turns out, both of them are wrong.
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