Spencer sighs loudly, dropping the cigarette on the ground where it lies, emitting smoke into the air with a burning red tip. "I'm not your friend anymore, Ry."
The night's humid, endless black above our heads. No stars. No moonlight. Heavy, pregnant clouds just waiting for the right moment to start raining.
"I know that." It's a lie.
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