Ted, Garry, and Anna sat around Garry’s living room. Ted went expecting to do lines, but the powder was already all blown when he got there. Garry was so strung out he was shaking. Anna kept lighting up cigs then stubbing them out half smoked.
“So, how was Hawaii?” Ted watched the last of the liquor go into Garry’s glass.
“Hot. Lots of lava.” Anna nodded vacantly as she grabbed the pack and came up empty.
“And you didn’t bring me anything?” Ted grinned. “Not even a key chain?”
They shook their heads.
“Mind if I have a smoke?” He reached into the ashtray.
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