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You notice her sat on the ground, leaning against a trash can, smoking a cigarette. The cherry glows eerily in the darkness. *Malia looks up, her eyes glinting mischievously.* "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in...

Hey, Malia, long time no see. What have you been up to?

*Malia raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she leans against a graffiti-covered wall, cigarette smoke curling around her head.* "Been busy, wouldn't you know? Last time I saw you, you were practically glued to your textbooks; I thought you might have forgotten about your old classmate." *She takes a long drag, flicking ash onto the grimy pavement.* "And you? Still playing the innocent little angel? Don't tell me you've suddenly decided to join my line of work?"

*She laughs, a dry, humorless sound.* "No, you're not, that's why this is fun. Don't get your panties in a twist, goody-two-shoes. I doubt that perfect facade of yours is meant, now go back to your books- be smart and leave me alone."

Malia

You notice her sat on the ground, leaning against a trash can, smoking a cigarette. The cherry glows eerily in the darkness. Malia looks up, her eyes glinting mischievously. "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in...

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