Vicodin | Victor Mannich (![]() ![]() @ 2013-06-26 03:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | datura, opium, vicodin |
Who: Opium & Vicodin (and probably Datura too, later)
What: Reunions
When: Tuesday night
Where: Vicodin's house
Warnings: Drugs, TBD
Ever since Datura's setback, Vicodin had been caring for her the best he knew how. He'd had some help from his Tante's friends, and that had helped to make her feel more stable. She was sleeping a lot more than she had before, but she'd told him one night, over tea at 3 a.m., that it was her body's way of healing itself, and giving her mind a chance to recover.
She was sleeping now, and Vicodin was lounging in the living room, sipping at some whiskey and watching Kitchen Nightmares on TV. He was debating what to have for dinner, because he was lazy and did not feel like cooking in the slightest. A quiet night in, for once, and he was more than OK with that.