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located in Canada, a part of Beneath our Skins, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Jaylene Sullivan Character Portrait: Summer Vorhees Character Portrait: Brik Hamilton Character Portrait: Avery Campbell Character Portrait: Lizzie Moore
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Brik furrowed his brows as he witnessed Lizzie spew the contents of her stomach onto the pavement. He said nothing, but rested his hand on her back, to let her know that he was there for him. He knew what it was like to feel humiliated for puking in front of others, so he decided to let her let it all out and wait for her to be ready to leave. It was probably from drinking too much. She probably drank before he saw her at Summer's house.

"Hey, um... Please don't mention this to everyone, okay? I know it's gross." He nodded, but he didn't understand why she was so embarrassed about it. She couldn't be hiding something, like he was. He dismissed it, letting her drive him to the party without speaking a word. He was relieved when they arrived at the Roxxie. He was beyond ready to get fucked up and forget that he was withering away, forget about his bucket list, just...forget that he was Brik Dante Hamilton. He escorted Lizzie into the building, peeking at the crowd of wasted teens through the his mask. As soon as they entered, he spotted Avery in her adorable cat costume. He always found Avery the most adorable thing in the world. She was his little girl, and he couldn't seem to deny her of anything. He couldn't even be an asshole towards her because he felt like he'd be kicking a small toddler. He watched Lizzie be her usual hyper self and he had to admit that he liked it.

"What do you think of Lyfe's costume? My own creation!"

Brik looked down at himself then back up at Avery and Liz. "I wouldn't call it much of a costume," he shrugged. "But I thought I'd let Kitten have her fun." He certainly had a soft spot for his girls. One thing that bugged him was last night. After his suicide attempt, he gave Soda the cold shoulder, however, he wasn't sure if she was still mad at him. He hated when his friends shunned him, even if he deserved it. It just rubbed salt into his festering wound. He just prayed that she wasn't planning his demise.

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Anyway, this was a party, and he was craving his release of the chains that held him. He wanted that sense of freedom that he found in the white pills, the green herbs, and the brown liquid. Digging into his jeans, he hoped that he didn't forget his supply. When he felt the plastic bag against his fingertips, he almost grinned. "There they are," he muttered lowly. Brik dove in, pulling out two Vicodins and one Oxi, he took them at the once then waited. The music pounded in his ears as he let the drugs cloak him in that sweet freedom that he yearned for. His dilated pupils flitted from one person to another and everything became so bright, so beautiful. He was in his happy state within minutes. A large smile stretched his face from behind the mask, and Brik was gone. Lyfe was here to play. With his lung aching deliciously and his blood pumping rapidly, Lyfe found himself being engulfed by the sensations and the music. Boldly, he grabbed Lizzie's hand, pulling her against his chest.

"Care to dance?" he grinned brightly. Without waiting for an answer, he spun her around then dipped her. He felt alive and dead all at the same time. Though, life was outweighing death at the moment.