[OFF..] "Ugh. You sound like my psychiatrist: to escape, dammit! To be able to just leave this fuckin' cesspit!"

[OFF..] He sighed, clearly defeated, and backed away some, "... I don't know."

[BabyDoll.] "... Even though said places may be dangerous? This isn't the nicest part of town, you know." (...)

[BabyDoll.] Lighting the joint, the teen took a drag before extending it to her and asking, "Want a hit?"

"Mornin' bud."

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"Welcome back to me."

[BabyDoll.] A chuckle escaped the teen as he took back the joint, "Ha. Everyone says that, babe. But can you REALLY?"

"What the fuck's up?"

"And where's my sister?"

[BabyDoll.] The teen cocks his head to the right and smirks, amused, "What're you at so far? I'm at two but that's (...)

[BabyDoll.] only because they deserved to be put down — fuckin' punks." He mumbled that last part and looked away with a growl.

"I need a fix," He murmured, rummaging through the draws of his sister's home for any loose change.

•|• [Jasper Ashdown.] Hey! Thanks. Means a lot. :) Yeah, I'm game! Whenever you'd like.

[BabyDoll.] Instead of laughing, he kept quiet. Everyone has a story and who was he to judge? Tossing the joint to the ground (...)

[BabyDoll.] and stubbing the end, he coughed and tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans, "Damn. I'm uh — sorry (...)

[BabyDoll.] to hear that." He took note of her sudden position change and leaned his head forward, "Hey! Don't be ashamed. (...)

[BabyDoll.] Everyone's got their stories and that's nothing to be ashamed of! I mean, you killed 'em right? Tell me you killed 'em."

•|• [Jasper Ashdown.] I'd love to! :)

•|• [Jasper Ashdown.] Go ahead! :)