"I knew it the second I laid my eyes on him. The way he chewed his gum in such a nonchalant way, with lips smacking like he wanted to wake the dead. He had dirty hair falling vulgarly against the side of his face and he stank like dry gin and old cigarettes. He was everything I wasn't. He was loud and messy, I was quiet and tidy. He was impulsive and unmerciful, I was hesitant and forgiving. He liked to bleed but I wanted to heal. He loved the sin, but I was pure. Well, at least I thought I was..." *Inspired from real events but completely fictional. TW / Contains drug/alcohol use, violence, sexual content and curse words.

Growing up in Jersey, you were best friends with Ray Toro. The two of you lived in the same apartment complex and went to the same schools, but you two both drifted away from each other in high school and eventually stopped talking to each other. It's been years since you've seen Ray, but that all changed one night while walking a late shift at the diner you worked at.