[He's lived in worse places, he decides wryly. At least he doesn't have to pay for the meds or the cigarettes, or work overtime just to afford the rent for his place. So that's a plus. They're in a bullshit fantasy-world where everything defies logic, but hey - free cigs. So that's something.
He doesn't laugh, but he gets about as close as he can to it, which is a faint snort as he finishes his cigarette and grinds the heel out underfoot.]
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He doesn't laugh, but he gets about as close as he can to it, which is a faint snort as he finishes his cigarette and grinds the heel out underfoot.]
Could be worse, I guess.