Zac ran closer, cupping his hands around his mouth to hopefully amplify his voice; "Philip!"
Philip dropped his cigarette, looking around slowly. Then he looked down at his fallen cigarette. "Still good," he mumbled as he went to grab it. He was about to raise it to his lips again when his eyes fell on Zac. Philip stared dazedly for a moment before looking at his cigarette. "Thought this was a nicotine one..." he said.
"Philip!" Zac yelled again, reaching the small step the giant sat on.
"Whatever-" Philip mumbled. "Sup little dude," he continued at a 'normal' volume. He set his cigarette on the step next to his thigh, snatching Zac up in one hand. "Oh a little Zac. Haven't seen you since last week. Did you get that job at the grocery store? Oh oh, is your cute cousin in town this weekend? Wha-? Oh sorry little guy, your voice is all quiet now. Go ahead man."
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