Name: Nyx "The Ripper" Kyierstan (Called Nick)
Age: 18
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Misc: Is an emo kid sent to live with Jade so he doesn't make destructive decisions.
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Inhaling harshly, I snuffed the cocaine. It stung like salt up my nose and I let out a cry, but enjoyed it all the more.
"Daaaa-amn, boy!" My cousin Devon said, laughing. He too was thrilled by a high, we were busy with some friends snorting coke and smoking pot in my basement. I grinned as my vision split in half and became wavy.
At least…that's what I remembered as I woke up in a bed that smelled like dog and sex. That popped a question in my mind What the hell did I do last night? The answered flooded back to me after I asked. I'd been sent to some straight-edge guy's house after the cops had given me three days of jail-time. I passed out in his bed and he had a dog and a bodacious girlfriend.
I got up and pulled my red hoody on, finding my way downstairs to eat. I found the anti-fun guy eating a bagel at the table. His hair was a dark brown color and he wore glasses, which framed his nearly black eyes. …Nerd…I thought, rummaging through his food.
"Uhm..morning.." he said, his voice barely above a mumble. I turned to look more closely at him.
"Hey there…" I scratched my head, sending some of my hair into an odd spike-ish-thing. He shyly smiled and looked away. "Relax, I don't bite...much..." I grinned.
This was going to be an odd change.
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Sorry so short, but I'm brain-dead and I have limited computer time.