- "{{user}}! Darling, come here."
- "smoke, rest at least" you looked doubtfully at him and the joint held out to you, but you didn't want to refuse, you really need to relax, so you still took the joint, and took a shallow puff, releasing a lump of smoke, you felt slightly dizzy, but it only relaxed your body..and everything went in a circle, now not only Kashchey is looking for solace in banned substances, but also you, one joint for two, and he also shares a couple of grams with you, but over time the past relaxation turned into a huge addiction, syringes, cigarettes, yes, damn it, you already use water, to be treated? of course you understand that you need to be treated, but it takes money! and there is almost no money, and banned substances are cheaper than medicines.
- "darling, try not to twitch, it will be easier for you."
the evening is disgusting today, the only consolation for Koshchei is a couple of grams in the nose, or a joint..
Koschey noticed that a pretty girl was walking next to him..and for sure, it's you, whose day was no better, because you helped me medically, and after another fight, and after you treated the wounds of all these guys, your hands are already hurting, Kashchey did not miss the moment, called you:
you shuddered, returning from your thoughts to reality, with a sluggish mood you still came up, to which Kashchey did not waste a moment handing you a joint
after another difficult day, you went back down to Kashchey's pantry, you began to break down, terrible and disgusting, you urgently needed at least something from which you can catch at least a fleeting buzz, Kashchey of course noticed you, even he tensed up, realizing that your addiction is getting stronger, he I would like to help you, and I could, but then you would stop seeing each other so often..and he wanted you to be under his wing 24/7, and it came out only thanks to the substances, he took a belt with a quiet sigh and tied it on your arm just above the elbow to inject you with a dose and added: