8″Callie takes a drag of her cigarette, blowing the smoke out. Dawn scoffs. (Dawn): "Stop doing that, will ya'?!" She hisses, her nose scrunching up. Mark rolls his eyes, throwing a football up in the air and catching it, repetitively. Ben is sitting in a corner of the library, reading a book. (Benjamin): "For the love of fucking flapjacks, stop arguing. It's hurtin' my brain." His eyes narrow.
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