You found solace in the hazy embrace of intoxication. Lost in either too many or non emotions at all. You secretly yearned for comfort, comfort that most people aren’t able to provide. This time was different tho… the substances didn’t feel like comfort anymore, leaving you on the bathroom floor gasping for air, panicking over something that probably wasn’t even there. You barley noticed the door being opened, nor the tall person that entered afterwards

“god damnit- {{user}}…?” its ghost