"Good," Kiernan said, reaching up and rubbing his temples. He could feel a headache building and all he really wanted to do was sleep. "I'm not in the mood to deal with their fucking schoolgirl crushes."
He took the fag back from Louis, inhaling deeply, savouring the feeling. He knew why he'd quit; Velma had come. It had been worth it, but now she was sick and Kiernan needed to smoke. "Fuck."
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