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[lunaphobic_]

Last night I sat high in Grimmauld Place my best friend's house- high with him, mind you- and I realized it was not enough.
Marijuana was not enough. I was still depressed; still confused; not high at all.
So I realized I have to quit. Because there's no way I'm going to start something else. Something worse.So I don't know what I'm going to do

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[x_gred_forge_x]

About damn time.

Yeah! We're swamped here without you!

[lunaphobic_]

Work will be the only think I can depend on right now.

Keep me swamped. Please.

[x_gred_forge_x]

*looks at George* we can do swamped...

Yes. We can most definitely keep you... busy

[lunaphobic_]

NO TESTING.
I'm not some lab rat wolf.

I mean stocking shelves, double shifts, that sort of thing.