This fic is rated R
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Trent took another drag on his cigarette. He put it out and looked around. The place had turned into a veritable wasteland. No wonder that hot little number Chris had wanted no part in them. Too bad too...
He finished off his beer and grabbed another.
"Hey looks as though Chris is leaving."
Trent turned to see them take off in a cab. Briefly he wondered where they were off to. Then his drunken mind told him he was thirsty.
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