Poison? Great.

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What did you want to say?
Chemically it's running through my veins you see?
Romance of the plastic scenes
I can't see you breathe
They're coming after me
Honestly it's running through my veins you see
I don't need their surgeries
I just want to be
But they are coming after me

He drank the alcoholic substance not noticing the off taste. not that he would be able to. 5 shots,  half a bottle of whiskey, and now this? yea, I don't think he would've been able to. the Bartender had slipped in two powdered pills. One was an older type. It was used before the times of the rebellion, They called the Dream Catcher, no dreams no nightmares. how he got a hold of one was bizarre to me. the second was morphine. powdered morphine and he used a lot. I walked over to the spiked drink and looked at the substance on the bottom. I grab it and take it to the bartender.

" You know you're supposed to add it when you're making it right rookie?" I have clearly done this before; I think he knew who I was from the look on his face.

"What do you mean?" He says playing it off.

"The Dreamcatcher goes in first, then the morphine. simple, not after the drink is made or you'll leave this." I hold up the glass to show him the white residue. 

"....Alright." He says looking at the man who consumed the drink. "How-"

"Not long. give it 3 minutes tops. when the cops come, play it off. You handed his the drink and say a man pour the drugs in his drink when he took it back to his table. do not ever look at me when talking to them. look at someone else. leave it for this time, but next time just a heads up. they'll think they're looking for a rookie. next time give em' a challenge no?" 

"yea. Thanks." He Tends to other person and I leave with the drink. I place it back where it originally was and sit back down at my table. I pull out my papers and continue to work on grading fake test papers.

we wait for the 3 minutes to be over and here the police sirens. I jerk my head up and meet eyes with him. I wink and look back down. he better not look at me.

A/N:Lyrics are "Mr.Doctor Man" by Palaye Royale. Thank you lesbians-power!Bye bye~ 

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