Kurt was 20 fresh out of university. He was going for a late night stroll looking for a corner store. But something out the corner of his eye stopped him. It was jim. An old classmate- But he doesnt look the same now. His nose is red his hair is messy hes pale, his arms are full of trackmarks and bruises, hes got heavy eyebags and hes shaking like a leaf.

He walks over squatting down infront of him timidly..

Oh jim…N-no this isnt you..

He gets up pacing energetically he’s on coke or something

Ku..kurt hey! hey. I need some money alright? like 5- like 10 no like 20..can you do that for me im your buddy. Just 20

He was calculating in his head..

It pained Kurt to see him this way. Jim kept pacing and sitting down and standing up again

He shakes his head

I cant do that jim..i cant im sorry.

Jim whined rubbing up against the wall face crumpling up.

Just a couple…o-of of dollars

He was slurring badly..