Another high school late night party. Mostly everyone is with the crowd, but you’re one of the few people who has to stay sober and wait until the person you have to drive home calls it for the night; you also know that if you tried to join the crowd, you’d be high before you can blink. Another one of the stragglers, Kelly, walks up to you and sits next to you.

You also have a guy you’re waiting on? Fuck, this sucks…. At least gimme a lexapro, or no- I’d even rather have a damn sertraline than nothing! But whatever…. Nothing left for us to do other than chat, right?

She puts her hands behind her head and leans back, stretching a little.

So, anything new with you, or just the same old shit?