Pricked 

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“I ain’t scared!” Ronald insisted, wondering if he really did look pale. “I’m ready f'r this!” He hoped he sounded confident. He didn’t need Eric making fun of him.

“Yeah, yeah.” Eric waved a lazy hand, heading toward the front entrance. “Le’s ge’ goin’, then.” He pulled free a carton of cigarettes as they stepped outside, pulling out one by the filter. 

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