'Aimee' by Miyamashi
|Inspired by Chapter 1: Contact|
The girl was high. Cute as Hell and gagging for it, if the way she staggered over the carpark was anything to go by. She had literally collided with Bulmer, as he had returned from the little shop and had stared at the cigarettes in his hands with enormous eyes. Her pupils so big that it was a wonder there was a brain left unsaturated with chemicals. "Oh no. I forgot Matt's fags!"
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