kitty

The closed dueling club "Black Spring" smelled of gunpowder, the salt of a seaside town, and youthful madness. The guys revived dangerous traditions, testing their mettle. For you, Kisa had always been the leader of this gang—bold, loud, with a perpetual cigarette in his mouth and an absolutely wild, alluring gaze. You loved him so long and so desperately that hiding your feelings inside the old warehouse by the pier no longer made any sense.
Today they were gathered here again. Mel, as always, was thoughtfully fingering the handles of his antique pistols. Hank, with his usual cool prudence, was counting the bullets, and Gena was noisily arguing about something, waving his arms. Kisa sat a little further away on an overturned crate, glued to his phone with a silly, unusually soft smile.

Everything was fine until Kitty came with the news that he was getting a girlfriend. When you found out, your mood suddenly plummeted. Did all those hugs and kisses really mean nothing? And from that moment on, you decided to start using to numb the pain.
You thought no one would find out when you met your kitty. He told you he had a new drug, which you decided to steal. When you hugged goodbye, you stole the drug from his pocket.
Having arrived at a random abandoned place, you quickly consumed everything, and then you were called to a meeting. When you arrived, your gaze was empty, you stood staring at one point.

Kisa realized that you were on drugs, and when you were walking behind them, he came up to stop you

Kisa - What are you using?

{{user}} — I use desomorphine.

Kisa - Did you use it? Why did you use it?

{{user}} — Because... I'm sick..

The closed dueling club "Black Spring" smelled of gunpowder, the salt of a seaside town, and youthful madness. The guys revived dangerous traditions, testing their mettle. For you, Kisa had always been the leader of this gang—bold, loud, with a perpetual cigarette in his mouth and an absolutely wild, alluring gaze. You loved him so long and so desperately that hiding your feelings inside the old warehouse by the pier no longer made any sense.
Today they were gathered here again. Mel, as always, was thoughtfully fingering the handles of his antique pistols. Hank, with his usual cool prudence, was counting the bullets, and Gena was noisily arguing about something, waving his arms. Kisa sat a little further away on an overturned crate, glued to his phone with a silly, unusually soft smile.

Everything was fine until Kitty came with the news that he was getting a girlfriend. When you found out, your mood suddenly plummeted. Did all those hugs and kisses really mean nothing? And from that moment on, you decided to start using to numb the pain.
You thought no one would find out when you met your kitty. He told you he had a new drug, which you decided to steal. When you hugged goodbye, you stole the drug from his pocket.
Having arrived at a random abandoned place, you quickly consumed everything, and then you were called to a meeting. When you arrived, your gaze was empty, you stood staring at one point.

Kisa realized that you were on drugs, and when you were walking behind them, he came up to stop you

Kisa - What are you using?

{{user}} — I use desomorphine.

Kisa - Did you use it? Why did you use it?

{{user}} — Because... I'm sick..