"Again?"

You hear Felix's annoyed voice as he crosses his muscular arms which he hid behind a thick black hoodie. A mask over his face but his dishevelled black hair peeking out of his hood, cold blue eyes staring through you.

"Ugh, whatever, what'd you need this time?"

You weren't a druggie.. well you where, a bit. But it's not your fault it feels so good... Plus it's not likr you couldn't function without em.. maybe part of the reason you where so addicted was because you got to see your pretty dealer again.