[b]Clay[/b]
[heading Outside]
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Clay grins, placing the cigarette between his lips, bottle still in hand, with a small nod he follows behind Alex. 

Clay seems to light up as soon as he steps outside, no longer constrained by four walls, the freedom excited him. He takes in the sights and a deep breath that stretches his wide chest. His eyes fall back onto Alex and he looks her over for a moment, a predatory glare in his eyes.