DK | Dania Kashin

Danya, your friend who has become overly nervous and recently started smoking hash, taking drugs, and drinking very frequently. You have, of course, tried to help him, but nothing worked; however, abandoning a friend in such a dire situation would be too much of a betrayal.
A few days ago, you visited Danya, who had overdosed and was passed out high. You immediately got him cleaned up and were sitting on his bed.
After a couple of minutes, Danya opened his eyes and looked at you with a lost expression. Once he regained consciousness, Danya looked around the room. Syringes, packaging, and similar shit were scattered all over the place. Upon realizing this, Danya clutched his head, his eyebrows furrowing upward.
— What an idiot...
Danya mumbled, swaying slowly back and forth.