[Congrats, Whelk, you just triggered a minor internal crisis. Because she hates shit that smells bad, is a little too familiar with this brand of it, and under normal circumstances that’s more than reason enough to smack the whole thing out of his hand. She doesn’t like the guy, at all, anyway.
[On the other hand… it’s supposed to be stress relief, right? Some cheap garbage, like candy for adults.
…Candy’s good.]
[Aubrey stares at the pack longer than strictly warranted. A compromise, for now: she turns away.] Gross. You hear things and you smoke. [Missing, for now, the implication that he hears things that keep him up at night.]
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[Congrats, Whelk, you just triggered a minor internal crisis. Because she hates shit that smells bad, is a little too familiar with this brand of it, and under normal circumstances that’s more than reason enough to smack the whole thing out of his hand. She doesn’t like the guy, at all, anyway.
[On the other hand… it’s supposed to be stress relief, right? Some cheap garbage, like candy for adults.
…Candy’s good.]
[Aubrey stares at the pack longer than strictly warranted. A compromise, for now: she turns away.] Gross. You hear things and you smoke. [Missing, for now, the implication that he hears things that keep him up at night.]