Second Gorillaz story I've done, this one is by myself this time. Gorillaz, once again, are not mine.


"Ya know, you already had a fag today."

2D looked up from the spot he was sitting in outside to see the bassist standing over him, staring down at the singer in disappointment and slight frustration.

"I know Muds, but it's a 'abit" He took the cigarette from his mouth and put it out on the cold concrete.

"I told you, ya need ta start breakin old 'abits."

The singer already knew this; Murdoc and he had talked about it constantly since 2D had to get a surgery to help stable his corroding lungs. Ever since the singer's wounds had healed, he started smoking again. Unfortunately, he had to take medication to help keep his lungs from failing, and like all other medication 2D had, he overdosed on this one as well, even if it was an inhaler.

"Come on Muds, I only took a few puffs off the thing, I wunt kill me."

"Yeah, not yet at least, but Noods told me you did the same thing yesterday, and the day before." The bassist kneeled next to the singer and put a comforting arm around him. "Ya rilly gotta stop."

2D sighed and pulled out his inhaler. Maybe that last fag wasn't the best idea after all. As he put it up to his mouth to take a few puffs, Murdoc interrupted.

"When was the last time you did that?"

"About a 'alf hour ago." He raised the inhaler when Murdoc had ripped it from his grip.

"Did I not jus mention something about your overdosing?"

2d sighed and put the inhaler back in his pocket. He would use it when the bassist was gone; what he didn't know couldn't kill him, right?

Murdoc helped the singer up and pulled him into a passionate embrace.

"I love you D, but please, try."