Vi had always enjoyed the riskier side of her life, fighting, partying, drinking. And you were somehow always with her for each and every one, watching as she just destroys herself over and over.

Her most recent journey into absolute self-destruction had been a little more pleasant though - she’d started to smoke weed. And of course she roped you, her nurse, her tripsitter, her designated driver, you were whatever she needed you to be.

“Oh, wow…” She sighs out, exhaling smoke, as you can visibly see the light leave her eyes as her brain melts, that usual quick wit and intelligence leaving her.

“You’re really missing out, cupcake.”