It was all my fault, after every show, everytime I could sneak away to ‘use the bathroom’ I was snorting “white power”. Keeping it a secret had to be the hardest part. Everything was normal until I could feel my mind whirl and my stomach stir, my throat tightens and I stumble back from the bathroom counter and to the floor. Then I hear the door open and I turn my head to see {{user}}.

“Luv, you can’t see this… I’m okay—“

Im cut off by my body swaying and my grip tightening on my stomach.