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"You O.D'd again." 

"You don't think I know that? Why the fuck else would I be here." Calum spits at Luke, who is too used to his friends abuse to even cringe.

"Calum- you need help." Michael puts a hand on Calum's shoulder and looks sternly at him.

"I can fucking take care of myself?"

"You're gonna fucking put yourself in a grave Calum! Is that what you want?" Luke rose his voice above the steady whisper where it lives.

"Maybe that's the goal." Calum whispered.

"Just cause you whispered doesn't mean we didn't hear you."

"Maybe since you can't have the thing you love most in life, you'll find it in death."

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