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#2012-08-14 13:17:17, as written by UCTigerette

Christian Coleman
Christian rolled over and let a solid grumble escape his mouth - his very dry mouth. The night had been long and quite enjoyable. Christian had found himself club hopping. He'd flirt with the women in order to secure a steady flow of drinks, but nothing more came from it. For once, the younger man didn't find himself in the mood to bed anyone. He found him arm wrapped around a still sleeping Dani. She hadn't been there when he'd come in, but it wasn't unusual for them to sleep together. Their relationship was purely platonic, though once they had first met Christian had feelings for her. Over time they had faded into friendship and it had stayed that way. He brushed the hair out of her face before trying to move his arm from under her. He hated to wake her. While sleeping the girl looked peaceful and calm. Once awake, you could see the shell of what used to be life. Dani was still as sad as the day he'd met her.

Christian had managed to free his arm and made his way from the second bedroom into the kitchen. Briefly he caught Cleo slipping into the other room as he grabbed a cereal box. Cinnamon Toast was his favorite, but it was also expensive. Since they had left, the group had been settling for the generic version of nearly everything. Cinnamon Toast Crunch? No. Cinnamon Squares? Yes. The squares were almost unbearable after having the popular one, but what money they did come across was spent on necessities, drugs, or alcohol. Speaking of money, Christian knew that he had to leave the apartment soon. He'd taken to preforming on the streets for a little bit of cash here and there. On a good day, depending on the amount of time he played, Christian could make a couple hundred dollars. Of course there were slow days where he brought in nearly fifty, or worse - nothing. He helped with the rent when his need for alcohol and drug use didn't intervene. Christian had been awake barely twenty minutes, but already felt the need to get high. Quickly, he ate a bowl of cereal and then made his way to the couch. There, he took a sack of weed from his jeans. The smell hit him before he even opened the bag. That's how he knew it was good. Christian broke it down and rolled it into a blunt he'd already cleaned out. The blunt was lit within a matter of seconds and Christian knew he'd be feeling quite alright here soon. He also knew that the smell was bound to attract some of his housemates.

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