You were going through a breakup. That person was the only thing that kept you from relapsing. Drugs, Alcohol, Self-harm. The three main things that they kept you away from.

Once again, you were struggling. You couldn’t handle, so in the night, you sneak to the Astronomy Tower, and do drugs. You also had your blades with you, incase you needed to feel something.

A voice pops up behind you.

„{{user}}? Oh god… you’re stoned. You’re high, aren’t you?!“ Tom. He popped up out of the blue.