jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 23, 2012 3:35:56 GMT -5
Jordan stirred as he heard Bandit start crying and the two of them get up. He groaned and stretched, back aching from falling asleep sitting up. He was shaking, tremors running through his hands. Withdrawal. He gripped the sheets as he shifted his weight, swallowing and curling up tightly on the bed. Pills. He needed to get into the bathroom, tried to stop the shaking util they came out.
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deacon reid rudman
Doctors/staff
Coroner.
How awful it is to love something death can touch.[RS:12]
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Post by deacon reid rudman on Nov 28, 2012 1:55:09 GMT -5
Deacon held the towel on her until well after she started crying. He pulled the towel off, draping it over the tub. He grabbed a dry towel, wrapping her up as he carried her back to bed. "You okay?" He asked him quietly, laying Bandit down on the bed.
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jordan marcus ballard
Extrasensory
Empathetic sense.
When the smoke had finally cleared and it was said and done I found myself addicted by the age of 21
Posts: 146
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Nov 28, 2012 10:05:29 GMT -5
Jordan managed a smile. "Yeah." God, he hated lying.
He got up and stumbled, catching himself on the wall and moving for the bathroom. But once in there, fishing in pockets, he only had one pill. He swallowed it, brushing hair back and going to the bathroom. Oops, so much for being okay.
He flushed and walked out, movong carefully for the bed and climbing back in. He hadn't wanted Deacon knowing he had a problen.
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