D'you smoke? [He hangs his head into view by her right shoulder, though standing far apart enough to qualify for polite distance. It's been a few months since Fire Team Hastings, and Fire Team Hastings didn't turn out to be as memorable as the latest nightmare, but still. You don't forget who you were in the foxhole with.]
I dunno why I di'nt ask in fucking May. Probably 'cause I was hoarding like a selfish prick. [Grief causes generosity though apparently. He offers her one bright stick, the second-last of the two in the little box clamped loosely between his ring finger and middle. William looks somewhere between sober and drunk, friendly now in a more staid sort of way than he used to be.]
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I dunno why I di'nt ask in fucking May. Probably 'cause I was hoarding like a selfish prick. [Grief causes generosity though apparently. He offers her one bright stick, the second-last of the two in the little box clamped loosely between his ring finger and middle. William looks somewhere between sober and drunk, friendly now in a more staid sort of way than he used to be.]