Rizzo, sitting on top of one of the picnic tables by the unlit fire, leaned back and folded her legs in the tight black dress she had found in her closet this morning. Loose t-shirts and those jeans? So not her style. Why she even had them, she didn't know. She had woken up with the worst craving for a cigarette, a need she was now satisfying with
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But she does try to "slink", doesn't work very well, Rizzo is much better at it.
"Hey Rizz what's haps?"
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He had enough grease in his hair to start a kitchen fire. He was too cool for school, which was good because he'd dropped out anyway.
He got to the campfire and raised an eyebrow at Rizzo. "Heeeeey."
Oh yeah, he was just that smooth.
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"Got a match?" he asked, pulling a cigarette out. "I need someone to light my fire."
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[I'll be kinda sporadic until 5EST due to a family obligation that I'm trying to escape]
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"What's goin' on?" she asked, blowing the smoke neatly out the side of her mouth.
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"Zilch, so far."
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