Madison took the joint without hesitation. She took two hits before handing it back. She missed the feeling it left her with. Now it was just a weird inhale of air with nothing else.
"Quick is best. Like at the throat," she said, pulling at her choker necklace to show off her scar. "It was quick. Painful as fuck, but quick. Bloody, which ruined my favorite dress. Fiona was a cunt, though. I'm not surprised she did what she did, but she also got what she deserved." Madison took a quick hit once more before he could take it away. It didn't do anything, but it was still an odd comfort.
"Wouldn't want to go through it again, though." Did she actually feel sorry for him? A little. Madison knew all about asshole parents doing things through their kids to have a better life or something. "If you want, I could probably snap your neck. Not as messy as a gunshot."