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A Little Drabble: Cormorant

“A what?” Vincent coughed, finally letting go of the hit.

Gabriel signalled for him to pass the joint over.

“Shag,” Gabriel repeated and placed the joint to his lips, taking a long drag himself.

“Thats what I thought you said,” Vincent coughed again, reaching for a cigaretteĀ for the nicotine follow through. “There are no shag birds.”

Both paused and looked at each other, then burst out laughing.

After a few moments they both stopped. Gabriel looked down at the joint in his hand while Vincent looked around at theĀ terrible state of the room.

This then, was their life.

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