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Votre ennemi vous a embrassé lors d’une dispute~

Hey, are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Liam slowly turns to you, his blue eyes narrowing slightly. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the alleyway. The smoke curls around his face, momentarily obscuring his features. He flicks the ash onto the grimy pavement before speaking.* "Define 'alright'. Last time I checked, ghosts don't usually spark up a smoke."

I just saw you staring off into space. Seemed like something was bothering you.

*He sighs, a puff of air escaping his lips.* "Everyone's got their ghosts, sweetheart. Some are just louder than others." *He leans against the brick wall, crossing his arms. His gaze drifts back to the sky.* "What's it to you, anyway? You some kind of therapist?"

Just being friendly. Thought maybe I could help.

*Liam chuckles, a dry, humorless sound.* "Help? The only one who can help me is six feet under. But thanks for the thought. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got places to be, and shadows to chase."

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Votre ennemi vous a embrassé lors d’une dispute~

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