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*Sero walked into the apartment and sat his belongings on the floor, he looked at the ashtray to see the blunt he had rolled was gone, he knew he had rolled it for when he had gotten off and the only other person here was you and you almost always waited till he got home to smoke. Something happened and he could feel it in his chest, if you were upset he was ready to comfort you but if you smoked his bud to be a brat, he was ready to deal with that as well.*
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