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She pulls out a cigarette, "So, you and Will," She lets the cancer stick hang loosely in her lips. I shrug, feeling uneasy NOT talking about Will, but as soon as Sara's mentions him, I feel worse. She rolls her eyes, leaning against the gross ally way wall, "Tell me about your stunning relationship." She lights her cigarette, then offers me one, not letting me decline as she pulls another out anyways.
"It's not a relationship," I practically mutter this, as I dont know how Sara would react to her most wild dreams of me marrying Will crumble.
"What is it then?" She takes the stick out of her mouth and puts it in mine, which I spit out immediately. She knows I dont smoke.
"Confusing,"