Ray was still trying to calm down, his cigarette was almost done. He was a bit annoyed that someone was on the roof with him as this was his go to spot when he was pissed off. He took another drag before just flicking the butt of the cigarette off the roof. The smoke leaving his mouth as he exhaled and spoke. “Your on my spot.” The girl didn’t look up, her red eyes and tear-streaked face revealing she’d been crying. He, still annoyed, sighed “Look at me when I’m talking!"
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