golden-fluff
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- Parts 10
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FIRE'S TRIGGER
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"You need more sleep." He chewed.
"I'm good." I took a sip of the coffee and shivered. I'm cold.
"4 hours 'I'm good' my ass." Tom's brown eyes narrowed. "You're running off of 5hour energy bars and monster fumes."
"I'm telling you, I'm fine." I replied back, sweeping the crumbs off our table into a used napkin.
"Igneous Green." He shot me a disapproving look.
"Thomas Breakfast...Why would I ever lie to you?"
"It's Belfast you complete and utter moron." Together, we exited the café with the sound of the exit bell still ringing through our ears.
We're 14 years old and dealing drugs and I'd say we're handling it scarily well.
But hold on,
We didn't know the pills were made of dead people.
When they say "this shit'll give you powers" we thought it was hallucinations wise not literal.
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Igneous the elemental and his best friend Tomas sell drugs made out of elemental souls despite not knowing of the existence of elementals.