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A food junkie—someone who is addicted to eating food. In Nico's opinion, it was just people who enjoyed the things food had to offer.
He wouldn't call himself addicted, though he wouldn't say he wasn't addicted. Maybe he was both, maybe he was neither. Who knew?
Arriving home later that day, the events of the guests finding out he was a Junkie replaying in Nico's head—he felt his lips purse.
Junkie. A cruel cruel word.
Yet a word that held a lot of truth—and in that truth held a past, in that past held many wounds, and in the wounds left many scars.
Cringing at his thoughts Nico entered his room, that was covered with bowls filled with treats. As well as his very own vending machine—that really didn't need any money, one button and the soda came out naturally.
Food Addict.
Junkie.
Maybe he really was both, two of the same kind. Nico brought his hands to his lips as he sat on his bed, feeling the floofy comforter press against his free hand.
Addict.
Junkie.
Addict. Junkie.
An addicted junkie.
Yes that's it. Just a poor poor sick boy that didn't know when to stop shoving food into his mouth.
