~Finni~
"What? Do you want my life story on being a druggie?" I looked at the wide blue eyed doctor.
"well, yes. You never really told me when we were younger."
I sighed. "Lets see... It started when I was eleven I think? That's when I found my dads cigarettes. I kinda took to those. It wasn't until around year seven that I did anything else. Because someone had meth or something."
Robbie cut in. "Thomas, If I remember correctly."
"Yeah. I started getting that from him. And just did that for awhile. I smoked weed for awhile too. And dabbled with heroin. Wasn't worth it, and I still have needle marks. I did shrooms a few times too."
"Are the acid trips really that great?"
"It was fucking amazing at the time. But of course I ended up quoting all that, but I still smoke. But now, I don't really care much. What ever the he'll they're injecting into me is fucking great."
"Youre so odd.. Oh, we should probably take you back to your room!"
And we walked off, ignoring the fact that we had eavesdroppers.
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