Thrice

I demanded he bring me to the dealers house the day after he told me. I searched the guys entire house and offered to give him money on top of buying it back from him. No luck, the dealers is whacked out of his mind and had no recollection of it. Its not his problem at all though. His parents are giving him another chance at home before kicking him out. They are actually quite well off, and not at all like him. He came from great roots. His mother is a chemist making 6 figures, and his father works for the state as a civil engineer. He is currently on Soboxin, and as long as he keeps taking it he can't get into opiates, as it blocks the neurotransmitters or some BS that keeps them from working. He was my best friend growing up, and after I joined the military he got into bad ways. I elected not to let his mom or dad know, as they have already had enough of his ****. I am giving him the opportunity to make right with myself and others without dropping the bomb to his mother. She has even kept a lot from his dad, who would probably and literally murder him.

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Lew Harrison, who looked like an anarchist with his red eyes and fierce black beard, had been writing furiously in one corner of the room. "That's good—happiness by the kilowatt," he said. "Buy your happiness the way you buy light."