“Did you know who that person was?” Paula took a drink of her Red Bull.

“I don’t know, she looked really remember. Anyways, moving on.” Carmen handed the copies of the interview to Paula and grabbed the other folders. She walked back to her desk and started her work.

            Shane threw off her jacket and took a seat on the couch. She threw the bag on her tablet and turned on the TV. She grabbed the bag and placed it on the glass. She took the razor and cut herself a line. She took the dollar bill to her nose.

“I know I would do anything for you.” Shane shook Carmen’s voice out of her head. She bent down and sniffed the coke up her nose. She leaned back on the couch and rubbed her nose. There was knock on the door. She got up and walked over to the door. She opened it and saw Jenny.

“Hey.” Shane walked away from the door.

Jenny walked into the apartment. “Hi.”

Shane walked over to the table and threw a magazine over the glass. “What do you want?”

“I wanted to see how my best friend was today.” Jenny held onto her purse and walked over to the couch.

“It’s a great time to come and see me.” Shane plopped down on the couch and put her foot on her table.

“Shane, you walked out of the house for two months. I never knew where you were, noone did. And then you came back and got your things, and you were gone for the next ten months. You never come around; you never call to see if any of your friends are alive. I was the one that was there for you, but you left. I wanted to help, but you didn’t want to help. Shane-.” Jenny sighed and dropped her arms to her side. “You know what, I didn’t come to argue with you. I just wanted to see if you wanted to come and talk for awhile. I want to get you out of this hellhole.” Jenny took a seat next to her friend. She grabbed her fragile hand and rubbed it.