The sickly man slowly regained consciousness, due to the drug's effects wearing off. Still unable to stand or easily speak he motions toward his bag beside him. Being sick since... Well as long as he could remember, he realized he had over dosed on a drug called Valium...again.
"Soda might be nice right about now." Sage thought not taking the situation as desperate, unlike the man leaning over him. "And who's this chump? He's too worried if you ask me." Sage didn't notice the girl standing nearby.
~Sage
"Soda might be nice right about now." Sage thought not taking the situation as desperate, unlike the man leaning over him. "And who's this chump? He's too worried if you ask me." Sage didn't notice the girl standing nearby.
~Sage
~Sage
