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Post by Naru on Mar 7, 2017 16:24:41 GMT -6
Violet was growing at the mural, stained with smoke and speckled with residue. She huffed, aggravated. She was really proud of this piece to. Oh well. She trekked back inside, pulling a book out of her bag as she leaned against the counter. She opened the book to the blunt she was keeping as a bookmark, placing it against her lips. She lit the end and taking a deep breath before settling into her book, breathing the smoke out slowly.
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