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               BLUE EYES _{watch as ky’lar spoke, evidently CAPTIVATED by the way his mouth formed as he spoke. it was an odd HABIT that david had found himself falling into and try as he may, he just couldn’t seem to shake it. he REALLY liked watching other people’s lips. call him weird, whatever…he was} ALREADY _{hearing voices in his head. can’t get any worse than that, “ look, i’m a LITTLE nervous. ” a little? david, your PALMS are sweating. that’s besides the point. “ i talk a lot when i’m nervous.} just a habit_{. i really haven’t had much… INTERACTION with people for the last couple of weeks. i just got home. ” from where? he’s not going to get into it. he HOPES ky’lar will drop it, but for some reason, he’d find himself UNSURPRISED if he didn’t. “ i wasn’t even} SUPPOSED _{to be at the bar. i’m… ” think, david, THINK. “ i just got out of the hospital for ALCOHOL POISONING. it was a really bad case. ” good job. now let’s see if the cute guy buys it.}

           _{he DIDN’T believe it for a second; it was true about ADDICTS, he had the LABEL thrown on him a few times HIMSELF, they always WENT back to what they wanted. for him, it was FREEDOM, but to others, it was ALCOHOL or WORSE drugs.} 

❝ do you still taste the charcoal or did you have a tube down your throat? ❞ the answers didn’t seem to matter much to him, but if he was DRINKING this soon after getting out of the HOSPITAL? he was either someone with a DEATH wish ( like himself ) or he was a bit off his ROCKER. either way, it was a TURN ON ( oddly enough ) for ky’lar, 

❝ how many did you have before you were RUSHED there?❞