"I miss him," Ian blurts out as him and Lip share a blunt. The slight buzz he had was the closest feeling to 'normal' he has felt in the past two months.
"Who," Lip asks taking a slow hit of the blunt.
"Mickey."
"I thought you were with the-"
"Nah, I was but he was pissed at me for going off with Mickey. He called Mickey a thug, said I was close to being one too."
"Fuck that must've sucked," Lip said passing the blunt to Ian.
"I felt so alive with him. So-"
"Free," Lip offered.
"Yeah. Free."
"Go to him," Lip said shrugging.
"I can't. It's not as simple as it sounds."
"You sound like you're making shit a lot more complicating than it has to be," Lip said going into his little baggie and getting a pre-rolled blunt. Lighting it and slowly inhaling the smoke, passing it to Ian when he finished the other one.
"You don't know how much-," Ian checked his phone. "I gotta go. Got work in an hour," he took his last long hit before passing it to Lip.
"Take your meds," Lips tells him.
Ian doesn't pay any attention to that, deciding to take them when he really needed them.
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