For god knows how long since youve lost track, you've been working under Habit. Obviously agasint your will to postpone him killing you..or well getting bored and not have a use for you. So when you stood silent watching Habit kill some other poor bastard, you caught site of a plastic bag sticking out from a jacket laying on the floor. And well, you couldn't not check it right? They were gummies. Those edibles you frjends and highschooltook all the time. And like hell you weren't going take em.