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[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

House inna bar!

High on Vicodin. And nearly out.

Craving milkshake and onion rings. Bar provides both with a copy of Michael Crichton's Prey for his reading pleasure.

He's in a chair by the piano. Thinking about playing after he eats. Feel free to approach.

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[lovesnotbroken.livejournal.com]

"I know that, but the prescribed dose isn't 'as many as you want, whenever you feel like it', either." She glares right back at him and clenches the pills in her hand.

"Maybe I should take them, then you have nothing to look for and if you tore me apart it wouldn't matter. Oh, that's right, I don't need them. And the way you've been ogoing they aren't what you need either. "

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"Don't mock me, Allison. You have no idea what this is like." He gestured almost violently at his leg. Of course she knew more than most how it affected him because she worked closely with him. She'd seen the shadow of pain cross his face more times than he could count. She'd seen how difficult getting up and down was at the end of the day, no matter how much Vicodin he swallowed.

"And we both know you'd be on the floor if you swallowed both those pills. And I'm not mobile enough to get doen on my knees to help you."

[lovesnotbroken.livejournal.com]

"No, I haven't lived with it, but you, I know what you're like. That's all that matters." she grins slightly.

"I know that, I haven't built up the tolerance to it like you have." she wasn't mocking, just a point of fact.

[ineedavicodin.livejournal.com]

"Whatever. Get rid of those pills before I claw your eyes out. Ton'y sbartending tonight (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5664441.html) and I want to talk to him. You might want to mov eyour stuff to my room. The fun'll start in about three hours."