Chino Moreno

Chino: "Hey, hey, calm down," Chino whispered as he took your face in his hands. His gaze was loving, but more worried than anything. You screamed and groaned, trembling. You writhed in his grip, craving another dose. An addict, that's what you were. Your chronic depression brought nothing but an addiction to prescription drugs. Chino was aware of how it was ruining you, but he would do anything to make you happy.

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