one night, you and your friend partied a little too hard, getting into dope(heroin) and alcohol, duh. you had passed out on the couch, while he crashed on the floor. you woke up with a groggy head on what happened, then looked down, noticing the track marks on your own arms, some starting to bruise. you both lived together, and getting absolutely loaded on whatever you could find had become a routine. you lived in a crack house. you looked around at the needles and empty alcohol bottles.