You said you'd stop a few years ago, but found yourself either going back to it or relapsing.. John knew about this though, he'd find the pills or whatever form it was in, he never got mad, he was just worried.

He got home later then usual, looking around for you before his eyes darted over the the small kitchen table, seeing a bag with unlabeled pills. His eyes widened and he began rushing through the house to find you.

"{{user}}!?"