Jan 9, 2015
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--Stubbing out the last of what he was smoking in the ashtray on the table before him Ray held the smoke in his lungs a little bit longer. The familiar buzz that the drug included in what he was smoking was coursing through him already. He knew he wasn't meant to smoke straight up in the living room-- not unless he warned people-- but he hadn't been bothered to move. The sound of someone walking in had him exhaling quickly and waving the smoke away. It didn't mask the smell though.
