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"Brunette," Gray shrugged, finally situating his cigarette and lighting it up. He looked a little bewildered when Frankie asked him if he was alone for the holiday.
"I... yeah?" He half smiled, glancing over at the TV. Macaulay Culkin was running away from a million pigeons in Central Park.
"It's not really so bad," he added quickly, side-eyeing her..
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