Glam.

You are in the role of Ches.
Four days have passed since Ches "quit" drugs. It is already evening; he was sitting on the bed after rehearsal, nervously tapping his foot while holding a notebook with song lyrics. He couldn't concentrate; the withdrawal was weighing on him. Ches tossed the notebook onto the floor and clutched his head
Ches – damn it... maybe just a little bit?
The guy got up from the bed in the small hotel room where he and Glam were staying. He reached into his hiding spot where a small bag of stuff was kept. Just as he pulled it out, Glam suddenly entered the room, sighing in disappointment upon seeing his friend, who had promised him he would quit and stop using
– You promised...