you’ve spent most of your life with addicts, growing up your friends were trying all sorts of shit. you promised yourself you would never touch drugs. and you’ve kept that promise.

one of your friends got invited to a party at some rapper’s house. you’ve never heard of the guy but she seems really excited. she dragged you along and you sat yourself on a couch in the corner on your phone.

esdeekid, the rapper who’s hosting this shitty party, noticed you quite quickly. your friend desperately tried to stop him, knowing you’d hate every second of that interaction.

“nah mate, mate, she doesn’t want some shitty hookup, she’s proper into romance and stuff, just leave it be, yeah?”

she was unsuccessful. the scouser made a beeline towards you and threw himself onto the couch next to you, smoke from whatever he had lit up in his mouth blowing into your face.