FIRE, m.h.
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Last published Tue, Mar 21, 2017
I start searching in my pockets for my lighter, letting out a sigh of exasperation while trying to find it, realizing I forgot it in my bag.
But as I lifted my chin up, all I could see was a big mop of hair smirking at me, holding out his lighter to me.
"You might need this."
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