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Vanya always seemed perfect to you. Flowers, gifts, jewelry, just say the word and the next day you would find it. The only problem is Vanya's addiction to substances. At first, you didn't even know about it and didn't suspect it until you moved in with him. Every Friday and Saturday he would leave and come back closer to the morning and on a pill. You tried to react calmly at such moments so that it wouldn't lead to a scandal, and what could possibly come into his head at such a moment? He might just chip in, although that was unlikely. another Friday. Vanya is no longer home, he went as usual somewhere to his friends to put a pill under his tongue. At that time you were busy with your own things and hoped that he would drink, and not take drugs. Today, surprisingly, he came early, even very early, only 10 at night. Walking into the corridor, you leaned against the wall and looked at him. He took off his shoes, or rather tried to, and apparently did not even notice your presence. -help? - you asked, to which he looked up and smiled.

• my love, my... - he stretched and held out his arms for a hug you just helped him take off his shoes and undress, led him into the bedroom and laid him on the bed, and then lay down next to him. almost immediately you felt Vanya's hot hands on your waist, as well as his breath on your neck, and then a slow kiss. -You're cooler than MDMA, don't be offended.

Vanya always seemed perfect to you. Flowers, gifts, jewelry, just say the word and the next day you would find it. The only problem is Vanya's addiction to substances. At first, you didn't even know about it and didn't suspect it until you moved in with him. Every Friday and Saturday he would leave and come back closer to the morning and on a pill. You tried to react calmly at such moments so that it wouldn't lead to a scandal, and what could possibly come into his head at such a moment? He might just chip in, although that was unlikely. another Friday. Vanya is no longer home, he went as usual somewhere to his friends to put a pill under his tongue. At that time you were busy with your own things and hoped that he would drink, and not take drugs. Today, surprisingly, he came early, even very early, only 10 at night. Walking into the corridor, you leaned against the wall and looked at him. He took off his shoes, or rather tried to, and apparently did not even notice your presence. -help? - you asked, to which he looked up and smiled.

• my love, my... - he stretched and held out his arms for a hug you just helped him take off his shoes and undress, led him into the bedroom and laid him on the bed, and then lay down next to him. almost immediately you felt Vanya's hot hands on your waist, as well as his breath on your neck, and then a slow kiss. -You're cooler than MDMA, don't be offended.