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“Sorry, uh. I don’t believe in ghosts.” The lie rolled off his tongue with more ease than Clay should be comfortable with. It hung awkwardly in the air for a moment. “So if you’re needing an eye witness account about me... encountering a boogie man living in the woods, I’m going to disappoint, dude.” Crying about boogie-people tended to only lead to more sessions with his therapist, anyway. One hand laid on the doorframe as he slouched forward toward the visitor. His normally cautious gaze was inquisitive as blue eyes flickered over the newcomer. Almost begrudgingly did he let his arm fall back down to his side. “What did you say your story was again?”

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“I said...” He said loudly over the heavy thrum of the music blaring overhead. There seemed to be a reprieve from all of the partygoers singing their passive aggressions out on stage. In it’s place was something more Klaus’ speed; the thrum of the beat matching in time to his heart as he lowered his face closer to the stranger on the dance floor. “DO YOU KNOW WHERE I CAN GET SOME MDMA?” His words flew out right as the music overhead was cut off. All eyes seemed to turn onto him as he floundered a moment, hands rising up in the air defensively. “For charity.” He said after a moment as strangers got onto the stage once more for some unprecedented karaoke, subsequently pulling some of the attention away from the small hiccup. He glanced back at the man who’s face he’d just yelled into, carrying on in a casual tone. “I work with underprivileged.... doctor’s... conducting a study. You see, it is very important I see to helping them out in any way I can.”

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“ isn’t this how most people get caught, coming back to the scene?”

—— ▸▸ rue had gotten out before the fire got bad . . and from what she heard there were interesting things being done. things she heard were next level. was this the life of a real addict ? one that would go back to a scene of a fire . . just to see if anything was left over ? yep. she stood there, hands in the pockets of her maroon hoodie squinting at what was left. hearing the voice to her side, she looked over quirking a brow. ❝ obviously i didn’t fucking think that far ahead . . ❞ she muttered. ❝ but . . i thought maybe whoever did this left something behind you know ? ❞ a lie . . but one couldn’t just flat out admit they were searching for drug remains.

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