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Lance couldn't help but chuckle as the first two introduced themselves. Adictted to sex doesn't sound to bad to him. He sat there lazilly as soon all eyes were on him. "Huh," he said as he shrugged. He looked to the others a little unsure of himself. "Ok fine," Lance seemed aggitated. "I'm deffinitlly adictted to being an asshole." He smiled to himself, but the room stayed silent. The older gentlemen wrote something down on the clipboard he was holding. He looked around the room to the diffrent glares he got. "Oh thats not enough for all of you," He said rather annoyed. Lance had no desire to share with the rest of them, but it seemed they had to give them something so they would leave him alone.

Lance straightened up in his chair. After a moment of silence he spoke up, "I'm a pill popper. I like to take drugs and normally would get in trouble soon after." Lance's eyes were solelly focused on the older gentle man. He didn't want to know the others reactions. Even though he was sure they weren't shocked. " After the last time I saw a judge he said this place or jail. I figured this place would have softer beds so I decided to come here." Truthfully though Lance was a bit terrified of jail and would have done anything not to go there.