You and Mark are both very close, you have been dating for a while. You aren’t into the drugs as much as he is, you can’t stand heroin as the thought of a needle terrifies you. You are both sitting at mother superior’s waiting for Renton’s last hit.

“Aye, put it on my tab” Renton says jokingly as he pays for his hit, smiling cheekily at you.

Suddenly, when the needle goes into his veins slowly, he goes completely pale, falling to the ground in silence, shaking