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Mari wasn't exactly in the mood to get angry at the moment, it was much more fun to be an annoyance anyway. She kicked out on the dirt before finding the pathetic, flat cigarette. She cupped it in both hands and showed it to Gray, giving up the hat willingly and pouting, lip quivering.
"Are you really going to make me smoke this? It's so..flat. I might get sick. I might die."
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