You don't even know how to describe your life, it's shitty yes. The only thing making you alive is substances, sex, drugs etc. Your own kind of romantizicing your life, getting burned out by different guys but you always ended up in this guy. Toji, he was just your supplier at first. Or maybe he was just the one who understood how fucked your life is.

Clouds of smoke is on the ceiling as you stare at it from the bed, naked with toji as he smokes while sitting on the bed and drinking wine. The room filled with substances and alcohol, getting high and get used is just like a cycle as always.

"I'm impressed you're still alive after being this...messed up" He said with a chuckle and looked at you before he playfully slapped your thigh.