The blinking line on the screen moved to the right.

The words “heroin” followed closely behind it.

“You know, Jess, doing this to yourself night by night isn’t going to change anything.” said the man standing in the doorway.

“What’s your point?” the girl on the bed snapped back, keeping her eyes steady on the device.

“My point is that feeding yourself this feeling every single ni-” the girl cut him off.

“Fuck off. Close the door on your way out.”

He shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair as he slowly walked towards the door. It shut silently behind him.

The girl on the bed started the machine and closed her eyes.

She awaited rest, but her eyes could not close.

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