Isaac Mendez (paintedfutures) wrote in evolutions, @ 2008-09-12 13:46:00 |
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Current mood: | anxious |
Panic
Who: Isaac OTA
When: 5:06pm
Where: Downtrodden Shadow Of Downtown, New York
What: Looking For A Fix
Isaac knew he had waited too long. He had kept putting it off, trying to keep the demon at bay, but now it wanted out. And to be out, it needed the heroin. He needed it to, he could admit that: he could feel the itching start under his skin and he could no longer sleep. He tried to keep from scratching, but on occasion he could not stop himself, itching himself through the sleeves of his sweatshirt. He needed it bad; even the pictures did not seem to matter as much.
Where was his dealer? He should be out, wandering in his big brown coat. He could not trust anyone else, who knows what might be in it...but if he had to, he would. It was too late for him to wait any longer.
Frazzled and on the verge of panic, he scoured the streets for anyone who could help.