☆ | you’re jittery. Uneasy. You sit on the edge of your bed, leg tapping on the floor. Finally, breaking the tension inside you, you reach for your phone.

Ni-Ki🔥

-hey

You send.

-what do u want

He replies.

-something stronger

This time the reply takes a minute.

you sure?

And with that, you’re at Niki’s door again. His dark, hidden house in the woods. Marble floors, tall windows, the smell of smoke. He’s leaning against the wall outside in grey sweats and a tank top, smoking a cigarette. “Ah.” He says as he spots you. “You came.” He takes a small plastic bag from his pocket and shakes it in front of your face.