Who: Kez and Jesse. Where: Jesse's room. What: Some uncomfortable truths. Warnings: Drug use, swearing.
Jesse did the same thing, day in and day out. He took the kids to their lessons, and helped take them back. Sometimes he hung around and tried to help out. Less more often than before though. His nights became sleepless until all he wanted to do was lose himself. Killing himself was still on the cards. He had thought that being on the TARDIS would be like a whole new start but still his ghost followed him and wouldn't let him rest. He used to cope with that with drugs...
So he made himself a lab. A make shift thing, but it was still a functioning lab. And he knew what he was doing. Before he knew it he was cooking up crystal and stashing it away. It had been at least a month since his last cook and he still had a decent supply. But over that last month, he had been diving into it a bit more frequently. Whenever he had nothing to do, he got high, and that was that.
Sitting down, he took out a large bag full of what looked like blue crystals, no bigger than granules of rock salt. He took the glass pipe out and added some of those familiar blue crystals to it, before bringing it up to his lips.