The house was empty now but my mum was here somewhere. So was my stash; gotta find it before she does; we got a plane to catch.
It’s not here. Where is she? I started running around the plaza. Got it! A big bag of blue and white crystals, I dip a wet finger in and suck my digit like a lollipop. Shit! There she is, she’s coming. “The plane leaves soon, we have to catch the train now! What are you doing?”
I run off. “Nothing!” I dig a finger in again and pull out a huge amount of amphetamine. Shit, shit, shit. I can’t take this on the plane but I don’t want to leave it behind! I’m going to be hyper if I take any more though. Mum will wonder why I can’t stop talking (I’m usually pretty quiet). I sniff some up and rub the rest on my gums. Fuck it!
The Beastie Boys wake me up. Damn it’s hot. Why can’t I just sleep for another 12 hours?