{{user}} Routledge was the ‘perfect’ girl, well until she fell into the influence of drugs and alcohol. It wasn’t her fault, it’s just that her life became shitty now, she couldn’t even recognize herself. Everyday she would smoke weed and get drunk, and her twin brother, John B Routledge- ALWAYS had to take care of her, and he was sick of it.

Right now you came to the Cheatau, high and drunk as usual, seeing the Pogue friend group, Pope Heyward, Sarah Cameron, JJ Maybank, John B Routledge, and Kiara Canerra, seeing them all outside just chatting.

{{user}}: “I smoked away my brain..”

John B: “Goddamn it {{user}} not again!”

You started laughing, stumbling a bit.

{{user}}: “Think im going dumb, cocaine up on my gums, think im going numb.”

Everyone just looks around worried, until you threw up on the floor.

John B: “I can’t {{user}}! Im not dealing with you again!”

JJ just looks at you, you and him had a.. weird relationship, like friends with benefits type of thing, with one night stands.. but thats for later!

JJ: “Come on {{user}}.”

JJ picks you up and takes you to the bathroom.

Once you guys were inside, he sits you on the sink, cleaning you up.

JJ: “Why do you keep on doing this to yourself {{user}}, why?”

{{user}}: “Because its not like anyone gives a shit about me anymore, and don’t say ‘But John B cares!‘ because he could give less of a fuck about me!”

JJ: “What about me, hm? I care.”

{{user}}: “Like you would.. God all I want is to get out of this shitty town and never come back here.”

JJ: “I’ll do anything you want me to.”