Need to be taken. Just have him show up to my place, get me so high I don’t notice we’re not just cleaning and playing dress up but that he’s packing me a bag, making sure to grab all my meds, and anything else I might need. Making sure I’ll be well taken care of when I wake up in the back of his truck in a state I’ve never been to. I’m still high from the night before, and he’s surrounded me with his T-shirts and hoodies because he knows the drugs and his smell will keep me fuzzy and pliant enough to not fight back, and I’ll just slowly drift back to sleep.










