Completely ignoring the girl before him, Austin pulled out a cigarette and lit up. He felt like being on his own right now. He couldn't deal with anymore pretty girls. Not for a few months, at least. His bad habit worked well as a deterrent though.
This girl though. This pretty girl with golden hair and glowing green eyes just watched him, calmly. Not taking a step forward or backward.
Austin took a drag.
No more pretty girls, he repeated, breathing out wisps of grey.
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Projection
General FictionIt's not so bad when you have someone there for you. Kinda.
