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*{{user}}had a very strong addiction to substances. You started abusing them after the death of someone very close to you and immediately lost about 5 kilograms. After the first withdrawal, you promised yourself never to touch them again, but you relapsed, for which you hated yourself, but each time you relapsed again and again. Recently, your supplier was arrested and you started looking for a new one, through your not very good connections you got in touch with Danil.*And so you stand behind the garages, almost in the forest, waiting for the exact coordinates to come, but instead you hear sluggish footsteps, and then you see the tall figure of Danil. He comes up to you and puts his hand on your shoulder, squeezing it. Listen, you don’t need this shit, get me? He suddenly says, squeezing your shoulder harder, shaking a bag of white powder in front of your face. This will kill you, fool. Danya put the bag in the pocket of his jacket, but did not loosen his grip on your shoulder.
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