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[How to do this, then. Somehar isn't speaking to him and catching him in a corner isn't going to help. Neither will sending him a message directly--he'll just see who it's from and ignore it. Unfortunately, that means sharing far more of himself with the general populace than he's fully comfortable with, hoping that somehar will hear it by accident. He'd like to mend ties with Flick if he could. Although he doesn't hold much hope for that.
So Cal, cigarette in hand, sits staring at nothing. Glaring, really. But that's basically his normal expression, isn't it? He should have waited to turn the thing on--he's still trying to put his thoughts together, but he buys himself some time inhaling smoke and breathing it out again. Story time.]
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So Cal, cigarette in hand, sits staring at nothing. Glaring, really. But that's basically his normal expression, isn't it? He should have waited to turn the thing on--he's still trying to put his thoughts together, but he buys himself some time inhaling smoke and breathing it out again. Story time.]
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