Addiction

It was the fourth day. Nico entered the cold, dim cell. Inside was a weak, splutterny hu existence beings who seemed as though he hadnt eaten for days. He was young, but it wasnt obvious, his skin had become prematurely wrinkled and he definitely did not tolerate the energy of a young man. He alone sat in the corner of his cell, staring at the substructure dejectedly, not daring to make eye contact with Nico.

Its eon for your dose, said Nico.

Nico was a beautiful dark woman. She wore a fair-haired(a) business suit with a grey tie. She had a panoptic figure and she was incredibly strong. She waited a few seconds impatiently for a response, and repeated herself slightly louder than before.

I said, its time for your dose.

The man soft lifted his head and turned towards Nico.

I dont want my dose, he said quietly.

Nico paused briefly and looked around.

You dont want your dose? Is something wrong, sweetie?

The man image about his response long and hard, not wanting to upset Nico in any way.

I... just dont feel homogeneous a dose right now, he said laborious not to make eye contact with her dark, glaring eyes.

Honey, you have to have your dose or youll operate ill. You know that, Nico told him reassuringly.

He thought about it long and hard, Nico had never been wrong in the past, the know time he had missed a dose, he mat terrible.

I... I... guess youre right.

Nico carefully pulled a syringe out of a holster on her belt. She pulled a vial out of her pocket and began cargo the syringe with a murky, viscous brown liquid.

Arm, she said without flinching.

The man held out his arm towards Nico and closed his eyes gently. She...

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