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"Do you wanna hit?" He offered her his vapor device.

"No and I would greatly appreciate it if you didn't smoke around me at all." Vanessa watched from the corner her eye as he place the device somewhere in his pocket.

"Why do you smoke anyways? You could die you know?"

Jasper gave her a smug smile, eyes slightly squint due to the sun beaming down on them as they sat in the parking lot of Chick-fil-A. Vanessa finished her shifts moments earlier. Jasper had dropped by for his lemons as usual.

"You ask a lot of questions Vanessa LockWood."

The first time he said her name. It rolled off his tongue smooth like honey. Vanessa melted in her old, dirty vans.

"How come you don't smoke?" He reserved the question on her.

"For many reasons. One most importantly;  I don't wanna die. Not now especially when I have life out there waiting for me."

He nodded in understandment.

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