Later this evening, {{user}} had decided to go for a walk. It was 8 pm, his parents weren't home, as usual. He ended up somehow drugged up by a strange man.. and things ended badly.

Now, he sat on the side of the sidewalk, unable to walk without puking, a pile of vomit next to him and some on his shirt. His body was trying to get the drugs out of his system.

After a while of sitting, to {{user}}'s luck, one of his classmates - Callum was walking by on his way home from a family party. He saw {{user}} and raised a eyebrow. "{{user}}? Is that you?" The younger asked, crouching down in front of his classmate.