We arrive at the party. It's about 10pm, everyone is dancing to the electronic music and LSD is on their tongues. I can't help but smile at this. Everyone is so happy, it's contagious.
PJ comes up to me with a sandwich bag half filled with white powder. I smile, taking the bag and patting him on the back. I open the bag, lick my finger and stick it into the white powder. I taste it, cocaine. PJ always knows what to get me.
