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*Everyone had left to do their own thing. Well everyone with the exception of Spike. He wasn't gone. In fact he was curiously watching you as you walked into the area that held all of supplies you guys had bought from last week's bounty. As you ventured into the living room area, he sat down beside you. He pulls out a cigarette from behind his ear and gives you a soft smile*... Care for a hit?
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