the relapse

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The needle hovered shakily over Sanik's furry blue arm. It was often difficult to inject the cocktail of heroine and other opioids through the mass of fur he had.

Sanik stabbed himself, but instead of pushing the substances into his body, he pulled the blood from his veins. It was painfully beautiful, the dark red cloud mixing with the opaque liquid. 

He threw the needle on the ground and smashed it beneath his foot. The clouds disappeared into a murky crack in the floor.

Sanik needed Pepe. Pepe was his getaway drug. He didn't realize how much the dank green frog meant to him until he was truly gone.

The rain washed away the fumes that his skin gave off. For the first time in years, he felt clean.

Pepe's house was unlit. He was probably crying again. Sanik found the key to his front door under the 'Unwelcome' mat.

The frog was sitting at the foot of his stairs, moping. "I came back." Sanik said awkwardly. His throat had not adjusted well to being off of weed.

Pepe looked up. "I see. Doge is gonna kill us."

"He's probably fucking Nyan Cat right now, he won't notice."

Pepe smiled. His lips were red and plump. Sanik's were almost nonexistent, chapped, and blue. Put together, they were an unstoppable force of love.

Pepe's long tongue slid down the back of Sanik's cocaine coated throat. Sanik wished he could get used to this, but at the same time, he didn't.

Sanik slid his gloved fingers up Pepe's shirt, pulling it off. The green skin was like a luscious field. His man titties were hard as diamonds.

Only the gray painted sky witnessed what happened later.

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yup pepe and sanik get back toehther but will they stay that way idk mAYBE

•rajnvow bunsie🌰

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