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>I wait in the car for however long it takes to receive a methadone treatment
>next stop: their house
>the driver dropped me and the methadone patient off at their house and he went to work
>"oh cool, you've got a bunch of chihuahuas"
>"you painted those chihuahua paintings? very cool"
>then I watched him smoke meth out of a glass pipe (he did offer me some but I turned it down)
>then he got in meth mode and I helped him reposition the towel rack in his bathroom
>then he gave me a demonstration of his hobby (making meth pipes)
>then he showed me a sandwich bag FULL of cocaine
>then he sold a little bit of coke using his mailbox as a dropbox
>then we walked across this small ass town to do a pill deal
>then we walked to his roommates work where he teaches little girls to ride horses
>later that night the 3 of us drove into town and they bought me dinner
>but first we stopped at some apartments and my new friend went inside and shot up heroin while we waited outside
>got to the restaurant and ordered
>new friend is starting to nod out, goes to car. His roommate sends me out to supervise him - we'll eat back at home
>new friend and I are in the car. he's out of it.
>finally our food comes and we head home.
>when the heroin starts to wear off my new friend made fun of crack heads for saying they just need a little crack.
>then he says he needs a little meth and goes out to score
>later I laid down on the couch and I remember my new friend laying a blanket over me before i fell asleep
