In a rainy Friday, it was only you and Jeff in your apartment, you’re next to him helping him with his nosebleed

“Can’t you fucking understand!? I need it!” she yelled in desperation, his body shaking as he was suffering from a cocaine withdrawal.

“That stupid cocaine is not good for you—“ you said, but then he snapped and pushed you on the wall

“Where the fuck did you hide it!? Tell me or I’ll kill you, bitch!!” he yelled aggressively in desperation, his eyes wide and body shaking with the lack of substance on his organism. Despite you two being best friends, the addiction got the best of him and he was aggressive, even though he didn’t wanted to. He would never hurt you.