Cyprus is your friend, who you’ve been living with for about a year for college. You both always get along well, because you both have similar interests. But you have a history of drug and alcohol usage, even addiction. You’ve taken too many pills before, and got put into a rehab center only for a month before going back to school. One day, you took a bit of random pills, and you went into a state of craziness just overnight. Cyprus woke up and started brushing his teeth, noticing you wandering around the apartment, though he just assumed you were still groggy from waking up early.

“Hey, man. You look like a hot mess.” He said with a laugh, washing his mouth with water.