It was unlikely the nurse were awake yet, since it had only been about twenty minutes since she'd fallen asleep. Fisher didn't know what James had done to her, or how big the dose was of whatever he'd given her, but a few hours seemed most likely. Hopefully she wasn't dead in there.
"Not sick of you yet," Fisher told him, climbing off the bed and walking around the room a bit. The coke was flowing though him now, more obvious than before. "Just bored. Or anxious. Or both. Man, I miss feeling like this. I feel like... I wanna run. Naked." Looking back over his shoulder, he grinned at James coyly. "I wanna run naked and fuck. Being high always makes me horny, probably cuz I always had to fuck before I got any, so they both go together. Man, I fuckin' missed this." Running his fingers through his hair, Fisher spun in a quick circle, laughing. "Shit. Fucking shit. This shit is awful, dude! It's so weak, but I don't even care! Just doing it is..." He shrugged, discarding that thought for another one, one that was a lot more inetersting.
"I need to find a girl. I need a blowjob in the worst fuckin' way."