She suppressed a giggle for as long as possible, which was about five seconds. Once the amusement died down, Rhiannon took a wallet from her jeans and shelled out cash to cover her meal and tip. The bills were wrinkled, unevenly folded, so she ironed them out beneath the ketchup bottle.
"Okay. I've gotta go, but I'll see you soon, yeah?"
Her fingers wrapped around the cigarette pack and lighter.
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on 2013-12-21 10:06 pm (UTC)"Okay. I've gotta go, but I'll see you soon, yeah?"
Her fingers wrapped around the cigarette pack and lighter.