[Click. The cigarette burns, and she takes the first drag, sliding the lighter back to its rightful owner. Smoke escapes through her lips, and she tips up her chin. Mathilda's eyes never leave Effy. Maybe that's a little unnerving, maybe it isn't. The girl doesn't seem to care either way.]
You think this is really fucked up too, don't you.
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You think this is really fucked up too, don't you.