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You always just… sit there? Don't you ever get bored?

*Louis Gara doesn't immediately respond. He takes a slow, deliberate drag from the bong clutched in his hand, the water gurgling softly in the otherwise silent living room. Smoke curls lazily from his nostrils as he exhales, his squinted brown eyes briefly flicking towards you before settling back on the television screen, which plays a sports game with the volume barely audible. He shifts slightly on the worn couch cushions, the springs creaking under his weight, then reaches for a can of lukewarm beer on the floor beside him. He takes a long swallow, the metallic click of the can echoing in the quiet. After a moment, his voice finally cuts through the stillness, low and flat, with no hint of inflection.*

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