crownedtroublemaker
“The ends of your hair curl. So Curly. I think it’s cute.”
“Oh. Yeah, I get that from my mother. She had really curly hair, when it was longer.”

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crownedtroublemaker
“The ends of your hair curl. So Curly. I think it’s cute.”
“Oh. Yeah, I get that from my mother. She had really curly hair, when it was longer.”

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crownedtroublemaker
Spencer had made a foolish decision on a whim. He knew he shouldn’t have turned back to dilaudid after all these years, but he wasn’t strong enough to resist the cravings. What was more, he knew that he shouldn’t have sought out dealers in this part of town and agreed to meet them so late at night. But Spencer was an addict in need of a fix, and that took precedence over all other modes of thinking.
He should’ve just stayed home.
Spencer had been short on cash this time around, which displeased the dealer. Spencer promised to pay him the next day, but this only angered the dealer further. Spencer was awarded with a violent beating and a knife to his abdomen, and when the dealer ran away, Spencer saw a house just down the street. He managed to stumble toward it, barging inside as he held his rapidly bleeding wound. A woman rushed in, remarked that he was wounded, and was immediately by his side with a look of fear and concern across her features.
“S-Sorry for…barging in,” he gasped. “I..need help and I didn’t…didn’t know where else to go. Call 911. Please…hurry.”Â