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I'm fine.

[No, he's really not.

But he should be. This shouldn't matter. He'd had flatmates before and watched every single one of them move out and it hadn't ever mattered.

None of them had taken an interest in his work. In him. None of them had forced their way into his life and stayed.]

I've got cigarettes. [A pause.] And nothing else.

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