˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 1970’s subway station.

You hadn’t seen Christiane for a few days, one of your childhood friends, who was an unfortunate victim of drugs, especially heroin.

On the subway, I ran to the station where the drug addicts and teenagers who prostituted themselves to earn money and buy their drugs were, until I found Christiane sitting in the corner, approaching me and hugging her.

“Do you have something for me?… {user}”

She raised her head, while holding on to me to stay standing.