hes twitchin sweating for a fixing his mind diminish, one more hit from lucys pipe he wishin. He has to be discrete for many weeks nobody new he was a crack fiend, still functional chasing dreams as if nothing changed, days pass he loosing wheight couldnt hide no more his eyeballs started sinking in his face, his coworkers knew what up, you can see it in thete faces a sign of disgust, apparel reaking of strange smells seems like the crack smoke seeping out his pores