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######Once was very likely enough for her when it came to the tobacco sticks, Lolita had decided. The taste was very different from her beloved marijuana, the smell significantly more bitter, and it did not make her feel the same way. If it mimicked the effects perfectly, she might have been interested in smoking these more, but she was content to stick to her own herb. It was still worth it, in her opinion, to have tried it. Now she knew that it was not something she much cared for, and she had the experience to back up such a claim. It was not like those who claimed to dslike smoking when they had never tried it, and Lolita was always willing to try something at least once to decide if she wanted to continue the habit or not, or if it needed more testing.
######To think of all the places he may have been in the world made her envious. Coming here had been the first time she had seen the ocean in her lifetime. All of her wanderings had taken place on this one continent, and she had only learned her now preferred language by coming across a pack that had migrated from Hungary to live in an area among the mountains that spanned a large portion of the continent south of her birth pack. She had enjoyed travelling, but it had been too lonely for her. "Tell me about all the places you've been," she sighed dreamily, thinking of all the possible places he would have knowledge of. The words were envious, a sign of how much she wished she knew more about the world and the places she could visit, as well as the others in various places. Customs and languages were vastly different in various places, and she wished she had been able to happily continue travelling the world alone.