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Need My Fix
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Tatyana didn't feel comfortable following him upstairs, but she was afraid she'd book it if she was by her self, so she reluctantly followed, not straying far into his Hayden's living space. She didn't look around, just focused on keeping her hands from shaking. Hayden got his coat and boots and they left, heading through the cold Moscow winter to their destination. He mentioned Nox living somewhere, but she didn't look. She was already scared they were going to make her one of theirs and didn't want the reminder. Her mind kept going to her pills. She was beginning to think this was a mistake.

The pair arrived at Kallisti and one of the dancers answered. Hayden appeared to be well acquainted with her and she wondered what sort of relationship he had with these people. Tatyana's quickly reverted back to thinking of her fix. Each step into the club and she felt her heart rate quicken. She began to whimper softly, trying to keep from crying. Her insides hurt so bad. She hated feeling so much.

There was a woman there who looked like she was on fire. Tatyana could feel the power around her. This was the first time she had met someone who could do what she could - at least that she knew. She looked down as the on fire lady approached. She hugged herself in another attempt to stop her shaking hands. She was a moment away from giving up on this, taking her pill, and leaving. Fear wasn't something she was used to, but for the first time in a long time, she really felt afraid to be here.

It took a moment for her to speak. "Can't...can't... she found herself unable to focus. "Can't use it unless I'm intoxicated." She didn't add that it didn't seem to matter whether it was drugs or booze, but she wasn't sure that mattered.
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Need My Fix - by Tatyana - 12-09-2025, 02:42 PM
RE: Need My Fix - by Hayden - 12-11-2025, 06:59 PM
RE: Need My Fix - by Tatyana - 12-12-2025, 01:16 PM
RE: Need My Fix - by Hayden - 12-13-2025, 09:47 PM
RE: Need My Fix - by Tatyana - 12-13-2025, 11:18 PM

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