Dave would sigh. He'd check the label of the pills. It was scratched out, but after a few minutes, he felt
like he had some cocaine or some other drug. He'd be giggling softly as he'd be kinda high. He knew
better than to take more pills but he'd check the time. Seems he took them at the wrong time. Oh well! He
doesn't care. He'd get up, just kinda looking around before seeing, ... Jack!? But that was impossible!
He'd hug the orange, or at least what he thought was the orange. Turned out he was hugging the air. He
didn't care though. Nothing mattered to him in his high except the drug induced hallucinations of the
orange who he loved- loves. He could never stop loving the tangerine so he'd kiss him on the cheek.
Course it wasn't the actual thing. His high didn't last for long as he'd frown. He had thought for sure that it
was Jack, but that's what happens when you randomly take a pill without checking it. He soon realized,
even if he did find the right way to take the pills, which he'd probably need help with, he could always see
Jack again if he took the pills at the wrong time. He knows it would probably be bad for his health, but
how could he care? It's a way to see the guy who he missed- misses. He'd silently promise to only take
the pills in the wrong way if he was having one of the worst days ever. Even though he missed Jack, and
knew he couldn't get him back, a part of him felt hope. Hope that Jack was still with them, despite what he
said. All he cared about was seeing his orange baby, so how could it be so wrong to try and see him,
even if, ... it wasn't actually him, but just his memories. He'd check the pills times and make a mental note
sighing. "Gotta ask someone, ..." He mumbled as he thought of Jack. He was gonna keep this a secret
for now, and just pretend he thought Jack was coming back. It'd be much easier to lie if Jack himself told
him, right!? That he lied, ... right? He just had to! He'd softly chuckle, smiling a mentally unstable smile as
he'd hold his head in a crouch. He was having a mental breakdown because of his hallucination. He'd
eventually pass out laying on the floor.
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"White lie"
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