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Dopesick
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Ongoing, First published Jul 11, 2025
Mature
"She used to be so pretty." 
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Eighteen year old Lilah Vale used to be a lot of things, popular, smart, successful, and beautiful. That was before the car accident that ended her cheerleading career, and killed her brother on impact, before the oxycodone prescription, the bottles of vodka under her blankets,  and before she met twenty three year old college dropout Knox Silas. You shouldn't mix alcohol and painkillers, but you certainly shouldn't mix a girl trying to hold on, and a man trying to let go.
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