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>>69339930
>It’s a cool fall evening over Caldera County’s hills. Nestled between the SoDino shrubland is a small orange orchard with a house.
>On the porch is an old graying baryonyx sitting on a rocking chair smoking with company. A tall ptero girl in a black dress and another purple bary wearing her signature spider pattern dress.
>Sam looks at the setting sun smoking, while Elvira leans on the house's doorway and puffs her more exotic foreign imports.
>”*Cough* *Cough*, what is that shit L.V?” The older blueish bary waves away at the smoke coming her way.
>”Oh these? They’re like a special spice blend granny, read they help with scale health!”
>”*Cough* you know… *Cough* that's bullshit… any type of smoking just fucks you up, look at me! These scales used to be bluer… damn things… never broke the habit too.”
>Nova blows out her last huff and finishes her smoke, discarding the fag on her ashtray.
>”Oh please granny! People would kill to look like you at 65.”
>”Sure they will, I doubt they want to feel like one though, my lungs aren't what they used to be, damn cigs. And to top it all off, my girls learned this shit too! At least Jack knows better!”
>Elvira giggled at her grandma's remark, finishing her cigarette and flicking it away.
>”Come on granny! I just smoke every once in a while, these are like, really expensive too!”
>Elvira scoots over to Nova and hugs her from above, trying to reassure her grandmother's worries.
>”That’s what I used to say. And your mom too. Now I have you smoking, you’re lucky you have your greatgrams looks, hope you have her health too, what a woman she was…”
>Elvira rolls her eyes, very much expecting another trip down memory lane from old grandma.
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>It’s a cool fall evening over Caldera County’s hills. Nestled between the SoDino shrubland is a small orange orchard with a house.
>On the porch is an old graying baryonyx sitting on a rocking chair smoking with company. A tall ptero girl in a black dress and another purple bary wearing her signature spider pattern dress.
>Sam looks at the setting sun smoking, while Elvira leans on the house's doorway and puffs her more exotic foreign imports.
>”*Cough* *Cough*, what is that shit L.V?” The older blueish bary waves away at the smoke coming her way.
>”Oh these? They’re like a special spice blend granny, read they help with scale health!”
>”*Cough* you know… *Cough* that's bullshit… any type of smoking just fucks you up, look at me! These scales used to be bluer… damn things… never broke the habit too.”
>Nova blows out her last huff and finishes her smoke, discarding the fag on her ashtray.
>”Oh please granny! People would kill to look like you at 65.”
>”Sure they will, I doubt they want to feel like one though, my lungs aren't what they used to be, damn cigs. And to top it all off, my girls learned this shit too! At least Jack knows better!”
>Elvira giggled at her grandma's remark, finishing her cigarette and flicking it away.
>”Come on granny! I just smoke every once in a while, these are like, really expensive too!”
>Elvira scoots over to Nova and hugs her from above, trying to reassure her grandmother's worries.
>”That’s what I used to say. And your mom too. Now I have you smoking, you’re lucky you have your greatgrams looks, hope you have her health too, what a woman she was…”
>Elvira rolls her eyes, very much expecting another trip down memory lane from old grandma.
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