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"Get offa me" Faith whined, swatting at Sasha half-heatedly. "That tickles." She made no moves to get away from him though, and only pointed her wand at the door to make sure the charms were in place before lighting a cigarette.
"Colorado is much better. Fresh air, none of this stupid humid bull shit" she agreed.