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[opium_soul]

It's been long enough now that Rev has figured out how the basics work around the Mansion, at least as far as food and clothes go. Not that she cares much about either right now

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[the_docu_artist]

Sebastian comes up next to Rev, tapping her on the shoulder, a little baggie dangling between his fingers.

[opium_soul]

"Oh man," she can't put her coffee cup down fast enough. "Where'd you get it from?"

[the_docu_artist]

"Plothole." he gives her the baggie and takes the cigarette from his mouth. "Been good to me lately. Which makes me fucking glad seeing I sold three fuckin lines to some asshole, and now the money's gone."

[opium_soul]

She clutches it tightly, already starting to feel better. "What happened to it? I can give you money for this."