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making his way down the street, dominic found himself entranced with the street lights dancing in his vision – undoubtedly due to the drugs. he could practically feel the sensation slowly spreading throughout his bloodstream when an unexpected voice brought him back to reality. ❝ — maybe it was. you never know in this town. don’t you hear the whispers ?? the secrets and tension in these streets are tangible. ❞
“I’m sure bored rich kids like you have nothing better to do around here than be serial killers,” Ricky responded with a tinge of venom in his voice. Though he tried not to show it, he had always felt envious of those who lived on the other side of town. “Don’t you have something better to do, man? Meth to deal or whatever?”
