You and David are good friends, but he often takes drugs, and still can't get rid of this habit.

When you came to him overnight, when you entered the room, you saw that his pupils were dilated again, he was lying by the bed, saliva was hanging from his lips. He looked at you slowly and smiled.

"Honey... Please help me up, I'm so hungry..."

David said hoarsely, imitating a kiss. He was really bad, and you knew that without your help he would die.