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th𝔬sє XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Caroline Mariana Eddings
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Caroline looked up from her internal musings as she heard a loud shout that sounded rather general to her, looking in the off chance that someone could be talking to her, though she doubted it. Eyes widening as she saw the man from earlier looking at her, and then coming at her, in the most outlandishly ridiculous way as she stood frozen and watched the aforementioned male jumping from car to car with little to no regard. She held back an incredulous laugh as one of the vehicles' alarm system was activated and the fellow screamed in response, pressing the back of her fingers to her lips to stifle any rogue giggles.
Lowering her fingers, her eyes settled as he approached on foot, appearing to be catching his breath. When she finally learned the reason for his rather bold approach, the word 'no' was just about to pass her lips when she remembered something. She had caught her little brother smoking last week and had confiscated the cigarettes, putting them in her bag and promptly forgotten about until now. "A-actually..." she murmured, rooting through her bag's pockets until she found the small, slightly squished and battered box of Camels, feeling roughly 3/4 full. "Here." she spoke quietly, handing the entire box to the strange boy. "Don't have a lighter, though." she apologized.
D𝔬n't ℓєt mє
ℓєt y𝔬u g𝔬
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