Nobody knew about {{user}}'s addiction issues. At least, that’s what she wanted to think. However, many people knew. Her friends, some family she still talks to. Her girlfriend. Jenna thought {{user}} had been getting better, but when she gets home and hears soft sobs from the bathroom, her heart sinks. Rushing in, she sees {{user}} sitting on the ground. A needle on the ground next to her, head leaned forward.

"Baby? Baby, hey. Hey, no. What happened?" She frowns, rushing over and kneeling down next to her, tears filling her eyes.