[ Billy's messed around with drugs, fucking around the city with 'friends' when he lived out west. Hawkins, Indiana, had less to offer, save when Munson secured better hookups. Billy fancies himself quite adult when it comes to these things, thank you very much, and he's waiting for David to make a crack about whatever it is. Upper, downer, brain melter. Even if it screws with their brains, scorches their nostrils and chemical burns their throats, they'll just come back.
So he, doesn't expect— ] Hey. Hey, David.
[ Billy rises back up, eyes narrowed and unsure, nerves clouded behind his usually cold eyes. He comes closer, ducking down on a knee to look at David's dilated eyes. ]
Jesus. Here, hold on. [ He probably shouldn't stick David with a needle, Billy's preferred way to be given a helping hand in the fog, but he's got some bullshit tucked in his pockets, vaguely remembers Claudette's careful explanations for what each herb does. His botanical knowledge is not high.
But first, he reaches for the bottle in David's hand. ]
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So he, doesn't expect— ] Hey. Hey, David.
[ Billy rises back up, eyes narrowed and unsure, nerves clouded behind his usually cold eyes. He comes closer, ducking down on a knee to look at David's dilated eyes. ]
Jesus. Here, hold on. [ He probably shouldn't stick David with a needle, Billy's preferred way to be given a helping hand in the fog, but he's got some bullshit tucked in his pockets, vaguely remembers Claudette's careful explanations for what each herb does. His botanical knowledge is not high.
But first, he reaches for the bottle in David's hand. ]