Live life to the fullest, They say. In a way, you are living life to your fullest. In other words, getting high off your ass 24/7.

Lately though, you’ve been at your lowest. Family issues, trust issues, even more drugs. Gah, it was all awful. You met him, though. You met Elliot and some of it got better.

The two of you instantly clicked and in a way, he saved you from a lot of the shitty mind-voids you’ve been dealing with. He was your abettor, literally. Skipping class, stealing drugs, pranking your classmates. It was great, at least you thought.

You were both laying on the floor of your parents apartment, equally intoxicated. He was lying oppose to you, your heads close and pointed towards the ceiling.

“I’m not sure it’s a good thing we met.” Elliot broke the silence, his gaze never leaving the ceiling. “What are you talking about?” You replied, turning to face him with a confused expression. “You’re my new favorite person.” You added on.

“I just feel like,” he took a breath, closing his eyes before reopening them and turning to face you. “We might not bring out the best in each other.”