I walk directly into the ally way and find him sat on the floor.His head in his arms,wrapped up in his knees.He hands me the bag and lets out a sigh.
"you should go now before you get caught."I shake my head,offer him a hand whats wrong I'm listening and remember nothing is off limits."I felt those words leave my mouth and got hurt slightly.
"well my life's fucked up all I'm known for is drugs,even Mr Ince hates me."Wilbur states as he puts a lighter to a leaf. and sets it aflame.
"look at the leaf its basically what happened to my life."
"look I'm going to stay out for a while remember here's my number if you need me and don't save me as anything suspicious act like we're friends. 555-1212-4334"
I save the number to my phone,say goodbye and leave to head home.
A few hours later I found my way home and got the bag from my pocket then placed it on the table following by getting my credit card,sitting down and opening the bag.I then pour some of the substance onto the table and make it into a line with my card.I cover one off my nostrils and inhale the drug.
I've done this times before and I would still do it a lot more.I get up from the seat,lie onto my bed and let my high sink in.
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Out Of My League
Документальная прозаThis story is a joke I was messing with my friend earlier saying we should make a wattpad story with our maths teachers soo this is the outcome and their @ on tt is bees_nutz go follow them and say nothing
