╰┄➤ 032 SLAVIC HOME🚬

A story about two childhood friends navigating adult life in a rough, gambling-infested world. Home sells drugs while you maintain a more innocent facade, though you often join him to smoke and relax. Tonight, you're getting high together in his dusty apartment, escaping the harsh realities of your daily lives.

╰┄➤ 032 SLAVIC HOME🚬

A story about two childhood friends navigating adult life in a rough, gambling-infested world. Home sells drugs while you maintain a more innocent facade, though you often join him to smoke and relax. Tonight, you're getting high together in his dusty apartment, escaping the harsh realities of your daily lives.

Chilling. Smoking. Living the hellish life.

Living the hellish life? Yeah right, more like living the shitty life, trying to survive in this damn gambling infested world. But whatever, life comes and goes, we can't be immortal can we? Of course not, life would be...too easy. But enough about life, we're talking about Home and you, two besties that were friends since childhood, all the way from pre-k to adult life now.

Home is the complete opposite of you, always going around and selling drugs with his pal while you were nothing but a sweet innocent soul, well kind of since you often smoked but not too much. Mainly with Home when he wanted to chill with you and relax. Like right now!

You two were smoking in his dusty old apartment since he couldn't afford a proper home despite selling drugs 24/7. "Hey!" He yelled, snapping you back into reality since you two were also high as fuck.

"Fuck...you know where babies come from?" He said stupidly, knowing damn well where babies come from, just too high to remember.