Rosalind Elena 'Lena' Rainmayr (![]() ![]() @ 2016-04-21 01:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | jameson kemp, lena rainmayr, roxanna fielding, thomas kemp |
WHO: Lena, Thomas, Jamie, Roxanna?
WHAT: Weed. Lots of weed.
WHEN: Monday night
WHERE: Their house
WARNINGS: Weed.
It may have seemed like an odd thing to go out of her way to buy drugs for her addict husband, but Thomas had been the victim of circumstances. He didn't really have an addictive personality, he had started using Vicodin which had been legally prescribed to him after brain surgery and then he had been abducted by a demon who kept him drugged up to his eyeballs in heroin for days, until the idea of living without opiates in his blood seemed ridiculous.
Pot was not going to be a problem. What was a problem was Thomas refusing any pain medication which could actually help him because opiates. He had been in a serious car accident and needed to manage his pain somehow!
Purchasing the marijuana from her parents went without hassle, and they even undercharged her significantly. They had initially offered it for free, but she had insisted on paying, lest they see this as a sign and simply bring weed around to her house every time they visited from then on. This kept it business. She even managed to find her old bong in a box of her childhood and teenage things which had been haphazardly shoved in a closet and labelled 'not drug paraphernalia' by a seventeen-year-old Lena who thought that was somehow hilarious.
When she returned home, she closed the door behind her and then called out to Jamie and Roxanna. "I'm home! I have returned and I didn't get arrested!"
From the bedroom there came a worried voice. "Uh...do-do I want to know why you being arrested was a possibility?" her husband called to her.
"Don't worry about it!" she chimed back in a sing-songy voice.