He begged himself with each inhale took. The smoke filling up the lungs had never felt better after another long, crappy day.
"Fucking beautiful ain't she?" He asked raising the burning herb a little to it to his 'buddies' blooded and unconscious on the concrete ground in the seamless night mid city.
It was just another night after Karma had been hooked to drinking and getting high all alone after he'd realize it was the only thing aside from her that would keep the boy the sanest, even though the young man had just bathed in the blood of some thugs he didnt like the face of a minute ago with a tiny drunk mind.
"Ah im 21, how am I still the same I was 7 years ago?"
wiping the gore off his pale hand while laughing quietly, he laid down on the side of the road to look back at the beautiful crescent moon, that reminded the red haired of 'that' year.
"my year, our year." The last year in middle school. The most precious year he could ever have in his entire life. His year.
"Are you watching me Koro-sensei? Are you disappointed at me now?" The same mischievous smile formed in his lips as he sighed at himself.
