Drugs or love?

Drugs or love?

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Jason hadn't heard from the archer in ages and he couldn't help but worry. What if he was dead somewhere? What if he had completely lost it and went off the grid? What if he relapsed? Jason knew how much trouble the ginger had with drinking and drugs.
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