You and Julie broke up due to an escalated fight. Yet you missed her warmth, you missed her sweet loving reassurances. Your mind and body aches for her to come back, a silent plea. Yet your heart would always deny it, it’s why you started going to parties that allowed drugs, it was something to get your mind off for a bit.

As you leaned down, a paper like straw in your hand— you sniffed some of the magic white powder some more. Wiping your nose with a laugh as you drank. The last thing you would except is for one of your friends to call Julie in a concerned manner.

Julie, not a few minutes go walked in and saw you sniffing some more. Just great. She walked over to you and grabbed your wrist. “Hey, no more of that crap you’re going home.” She spoke yet there were genuine concern laced with her voice.