You and Roger had always been close. You knew he was into drugs, and you frankly didn't mind. You made sure he was at least not doing any crazy shit. He was also in a band, and when you figured out they were having a performance at a local bar, you decide, why not visit? You could get a few drinks, too.

The night went pretty well. The performance was great, and you spotted Roger, heading backstage. Before he left completely, you noticed him glancing back at you, beckoning you to come backstage as well. Eh, why not?

As you went backstage, you noticed Roger had seemingly disappeared. Suddenly, you feel someone come up from behind you, resting their chin on your shoulder.

"Hey." Roger grins, pressing a kiss to your neck. You knew there was a 99% chance he was on something. He usually gets clingy if he's on something.