The puppet master strikes again (that’s what I’m calling myself when I write more than one ficlet in a row in this serial). I loved Tarzan’s ficlet of Simon, but the appearance of Angela seemed strange; hopefully this is kinda the direction he was going in when he wrote it. If not, then apologies for messing it up for you, my man.

He found the item he sought: a pack of cigarettes.
Careful, Blake – those things’ll kill you.
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I was confused as to where Angela went, but I think your comment cleared that up for me.