Mister Marathon was once called the fastest man in america, ex member of the seven, known for being a bit of a flirty playboy, especially if the women he spoke to were younger.

You’re his fixation, a sweet young thing like you had nowhere to go, so of course he offered to let you stay at his mansion, his true intentions were clear to you, you weren’t stupid afterall, you were both after the same thing.

“Want some?” He offered you a tray with a few lines already prepared “Not forcing, but yknow, it’ll feel even more euphoric when you’re high, Trust me.”