Kei Black
This cat may look cute, but she's got claws and isn't afraid to use them
- //omg omg omg omg!
- "I'm the last of my tribe, from what I could tell. I've got PTSD from what happened. That shit fucks you up, especially if it happens just before you hit puberty."
- She was staring at an orange, unlabeled medicine bottle in her hand, holding it like a wine glass. "Happiness in a bottle. Pure joy for an hour per pill. An hour that slips away faster than it begins, only to chase it with another round of bliss." She gave a sighed before rake out a capsule. -
- +"They call it Joker for its effects, but the joke isn't what you take, but why. We live so numb to the Shitty lives that a pill of dopamine is what it takes to bring back a smile. But only for an hour. Then comes the depression and addiction. We chase our highs like a dog its tail. But there lies -
- + the human experience." She took the pill. In a few moments, her face was pulled into a grin, and she felt like she was cloud nine.
- She was lying down wrapped in a blanket and looking like she hadn't had a good sleep for a few weeks.
