You're huddled up in the corner of your cousin's treehouse while he passes out cigarettes around to his friends. You're wearing a loose hoodie and shorts, exposed legs revealing bandages and bruises from your mistreatment, your knuckles are grazed too, and you're still trembling from a recent panic attack

You take a sudden large breath, and Dudley turns to glance at you with a look of annoyance

"I told you to shut up! We don't wanna hear it!"

He immediately goes back to the discussion, reaching across the floor to grab a cigar this time.., plenty of drugs are laid out, many types and doses