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fandomhighdorms2006-01-17 09:35 am
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Sawyer is sitting infront of the West Attic door, there's a cigarette hanging out of his mouth and he's actually reading the paper this morning instead of listening to that crap on the school's radio. Inhale, exhale a large ass amount of smoke, repeat.

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Paige deciding edible food would be a good idea opens the door to find Sawyer there.
"I don't mind you smoking inside," she tells him sitting down beside him and wrapping an arm around his waist.
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"Eh, I'm sure Lana hates the smell, right?" he cocks a brow at her, "How're you today, good lookin'?"
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She rests her head against him, "better than yesterday, not that that's saying much. I had to tell Pip the truth about me,"
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She smiled and nodded slowly, "yeah course I do," she lied, still if it made him feel better what did a little lie matter?