Little White Pill.

It was a confusing thing, my circumstance. My killjoy instincts told me that this was wrong; that if I allowed it to continue on like this for too much longer, I would lose every speck of self dignity. I couldn't allow it to stop though, it was just... Too addicting. The feelings, the mind blowing thrill that was involved was just too much to let go.

“Party...” My brothers voice rang, as I attempted to sneak out of the diner unnoticed, “Gee, where are you going...?”

He hadn't used my nickname in years, not since we started the Killjoys after the wildfires in 2012.

I stared at him for a moment before turning a cold shoulder and whispering, “I need it, Mikes,” and walking out of the diner