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    Story written on November 19, 2022 by Freckled.
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    ”You want the honors?” Nicky asked, offering Alex the first line. ”Uh…” Alex took a deep breath. ”Yeah.” ”You scared?” She asked, meeting Alex’s eyes. ”It’s okay, I promise. I’d never give you anything I hadn’t tried first. You know that, right?” ”Yeah, Nick, I know.” Alex nodded, carefully taking the glass pane from Nicky’s

    ”You want the honors?” Nicky asked, offering Alex the first line.

    ”Uh…” Alex took a deep breath. ”Yeah.”

    ”You scared?” She asked, meeting Alex’s eyes. ”It’s okay, I promise. I’d never give you anything I hadn’t tried first. You know that, right?”

    ”Yeah, Nick, I know.” Alex nodded, carefully taking the glass pane from Nicky’s hands. Nicky retrieved a short straw from inside the cigar box and handed it to Alex gingerly.

    ”I’ve got Addies in here too if you’d rather do that.” She offered.

    ”It’s okay.” Alex nodded. She placed the straw at the edge of her nostril, sweeping her hair away from her face as not to disturb the other perfectly organized lines on the pane. In one swift motion, Alex threw away her fears and snorted the line clean off the glass. Within mere moments her throat was beginning to numb. Suddenly the fears and worries she’d had about overdosing were fading. The anxiety she felt about kissing Piper faded away too. Alex watched as Nicky did two lines of her own before the two were looking at each other, smiling.

    ”See?” Nicky asked, licking her lips. ”What’d I tell ya?”

    Alex already knew how the night would go. They’d start with one or two lines, discuss not doing anymore, then disregard everything they’d just said and pull an all-nighter doing blow and shooting the shit. They’d blare old punk rock records from their high school days and dance wildly in Nicky’s tiny living room. They’d sit on the fire escape and smoke cigarettes, looking over the city lights and waiting for the sun to rise the way they always did. They’d do one more line and part ways to get ready for work, running on no sleep. By the time Alex was emerging from Nicky’s apartment building, the vial of coke was all used up. She was saddened that they only had enough for one more line and Alex, being the good friend that she was, let Nicky have it.

    She pulled her sunglasses down over her eyes, hiding from the morning light. She hailed a cab back to her own apartment. She tipped the cabbie extra due to the fact that she smelled strongly of alcohol, cigarettes, and sweat.

    Alex’s apartment was much larger than Nicky’s. She had nicer furniture and a much more sophisticated look to her living space. She enjoyed their benders more when they were happening at Nicky’s. Nicky’s apartment gave her the feeling of nostalgia with the band posters and tapestries all over the walls. The various smoking pieces, the stacks of records, and old CD’s lying about made her feel as if she were back in her early twenties. This was no way for an established adult to live, she was aware of that. But, she didn’t care. Nicky didn’t either.

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    1. This is an interesting story…. mixture of romance, trying to make a buisness survive, competitive nature of women, being engaged to someone with life goals which may not match your own, and being in a buisness that deals with the dark side of life. And sprinkle in some illegal drug usage and shady characters. I’m ready to read some more…

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