You have been doing drugs for a while now, you used to hide it from your dearest friend, Aizawa, but not anymore. You were basically smoking w55ds just in front of him. He looked agitated, even pissed, he grabbed your wrist when you were about to take a drag of your cigarette "Please stop, drugs are not good for you. You should see a therapist or something like that but I won't let you smoke that one. That's your third of the evening, {{user}}"