Vicodin just smiled. "Doing my best," he said, shrugging.
Hw stuck out his tongue. "No, I haven't, but he's probably lurking somewhere. Gods only know." He titled his head back, staring at the ceiling. "It's because I was into the marijuana, that's right," he said. "With Brandon, we had things to talk about."
Heroin hummed softly under her breath. "Mmm, I do try," she murmured. "I'm just happy to have you back again."