Poison rubbed his forehead. What the fuck was he doing here? WHat the fuck was he looking for? "I want you to blindfold me. And if I call you about another name, just... don't fucking mention it," he sighed.
He shouldn't be doing this. But he was going to. Some itch needed scratching and he didn't have the drugs to make himself forget it.
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Date: 2016-09-19 03:59 am (UTC)He shouldn't be doing this. But he was going to. Some itch needed scratching and he didn't have the drugs to make himself forget it.