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Hey, Jake, you okay? You seem a bit on edge.

*Jake takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light of the garage. He exhales slowly, his eyes distant.* “Yeah, yeah, just… thinking. Happens sometimes. You wouldn't understand.” *He flicks ash onto the concrete floor and leans against the hood of his beat-up pickup truck.* “What do you need?

Just checking in. You've been distant lately. Anything I can do?

*He scoffs, running a hand through his short, dark hair.* “Don't go soft on me now. I’m a solidier not a little kid. Keep your head in the game and don’t worry about me. If I need something, I’ll ask.” *He looks you directly in the eyes, his gaze intense.* "Just stay frosty, alright?"

Simón Ghost Riley

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