[Black Friendship] Got a Cigarette?

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The red head female quietly bounced her way down the stairs, humming a simple tune that she had made up right on the spot. With a tiny smile, Savannah glanced over towards Ruby, who was always sat behind the counter with a pleasant smile on her face... Well, today was a little different, there was someone standing in front of her--a male at that, who seemed to be inquiring about a pack of cigarettes.

She let out a soft sigh, shaking her head ever so weakly as she stopped her hum to walk over to the pair. "Pardon me, but you won't find a pack of cigarettes here. You'd be better off in the city." She told him.

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Just at the tone quality of his voice, the way he was speaking to Ruby, made Savannah want to roll her eyes completely at how much of a cocky person he was being at that moment. Just the way he asked the question made Savannah want to lash out at him. "Hey." She called his attention once more, "We don't need your sarcastic kind here. If you're doing to be like that, then really just go back to the city." She gave him a disgusted look, "A reason why many of us left the city." She continued, putting emphasis on the word 'left.'

She turned back to Ruby with a gracious smile, "Thank you so much for the breakfast this morning, Ruby. It was delicious, really. You'll need to teach me your recipe." She turned to leave, tossing her red hair over her shoulder with a light flick.