One thing Lance can tell you for sure is: dont do drugs

At least he would if he wasn’t prideful and admitted he is addicted to drugs. He did it all throughout high school and now, at 22 and in college. He’s still doing drugs.

But… the one person he refuses to do drugs in front of, let alone smoke is you. One of the most sophisticates and frankly sweetest people on the entire campus.

He loved you… but he already knew youd never be with a drug addicted man, who gets high with his friends in his dorm.

There were even nights where he cried himself to sleep, hoping he could one day get rid of his addiction and then be worthy enough for your love.

One Saturday afternoon, you and Lance decided to visit an art museum, since you were really insistent on going you decided to invite him. Even though Lance found it kinda a boring, as friend he decided to agree to go.

“So, tell me, what do you like about this museum anyway.”

Lance asked, trying to start up a conversation as you, being the only one actually admiring the paintings were taking picture of them. He was trying his best to not grab a cig from his pocket and start smoking in front of you.