high as a kite.../aidan

[lily mitchells]

Even though Lily was attempting to sober up after drinking a bit much at the bar during her disastrous encounter with Milo, she needed a fix right now. Thankfully Aidan, being the ever accommodating sweetheart that he is she was fortunate to get a freebie with him. She would offer to buy next time as asked.

Lily took the Aspirin and chased it with the glass of water that Aidan got for her. She laid down on her back on the couch while Aidan went out to buy enough for them to keep occupied for a good couple of hours. She closed her eyes for a bit and zoned for a bit while she waited. She did not know how long he'd be before he returned.

I am still an idiot for thinking Milo would fuck me again like he did that one time. I figured he she was shitfaced that one time, why was this time different than the last?

[aidan cooper]

I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone,
But they've always worked for me.
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Aidan didn’t do a whole lot of drugs, didn’t drink an incredible amount. Just enough to keep him sane and not depressed enough to off himself. Mostly pot was his drug of choice because it wasn’t that bad, it was easy to get, cheaper then some other shit and it wasn’t like he was going to suddenly think he could fly and leap off a cliff. So that’s what he went out to get after handing Lilly a glass of water and leaving. Get enough to keep them busy for a while, smoke it, get high, forget their worries.

He returned soon enough with a small smile on his face, sitting down next to her on the couch and producing the baggy and little pipe that he had pocketed earlier. His lighter came out too and he packed the drugs into the bowl, practiced movements. He smiled at her again and handed it over. “Ladies first,” he said kindly. He was known for being a sweetheart, Aidan. And unbeknownst to her (or anyone else) he had his won Milo troubles to forget. This was going to be good. He held out the lighter for her.

[lily mitchells]

Lily smiled widely as Aidan passed her the pipe and lighter. She slowly lit the herbs that were in the bowl. She took a deep hit, inhaling deep to taken the effect of the drug into her system. She exhaled slowly through her nose and some through her mouth. She closed her eyes as she exhaled the smoke from her lungs smiling with satisfaction as she did.

"Mmmm...good stuff, love. Good stuff," she said with a small smile handing him he pipe and lighter for his turn.

After her encounter earlier this evening this was definitely something she needed. It always helped. It was satisfying and sometimes better than sex.

[aidan cooper]

I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone,
But they've always worked for me.
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Sex drugs and rock and roll, that’s what this life style was about right. But there was the cycle. Fame drove you to stress, drove you to drugs, drove you to depression, made you suck, drove you to more drugs and so on. Of course Aidan got a jump on it by starting out depressed and he always kept a handle on the drugs and the drink. And his music still came out fine so he figured he was good.

He watched Lilly for a bit, smiling softly, strangely happy. It that sad kind of happiness that came with knowing you were just running away from something but didn’t care. He lived with that kind of weird happiness, it was pretty much the only kind he had most of the time so he wasn’t bothered. He took the pipe and lighter when she passed it too him. “Only the best for you hun,” he said in his customary sweet and caring voice and a little smile as he took his won hit of the drug. He was never very flashy, just held the smoke in for a long moment, breathed it out, willed for the high to come. This was nice… he loved this, craved it. He took another hit, being the selfish one and then handed off the pipe and lighter again. He leaned back against the couch, his head already kind of getting a bit fuzzy.

[lily mitchells]

Lily took the lighter and the pipe from Aidan and eagerly lit the bowl once again. Once the herbs were red forming embers in the bowl, she took a deep hit holding the smoke in her lungs longer than the first hit she took. She took a moment before everything started to feel fuzzy. She closed her eyes and had a small but goofy smile on her face. "This is great..." she said her tone very calm and relaxed. "I so needed this, Aidan."

Lily was somewhat of a heavy drinker and her tolerance was not always high as it should be. She was not into heavy drugs in the least. She only smoked marijuana and that's where it ended. She's used it as a gateway to relax and forget the world around her. Even for a moment. She partied, flirted, danced, smoked, and was fun, fancy and free. She was not going to let one stupid encounter like she did with Milo get her down.

[aidan cooper]

I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone,
But they've always worked for me.
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Aidan didn’t necessarily stop at pot. He was mostly a smoker and occasionally a drinker and sometimes a pot head, but he’d do anything if you offered it to him. He’d try anything once, that was just who he was. He figured life’s to short and way to fucking painful to waste it away. He never planned on living that long so if the drugs killed him… well whatever. Hell he had nearly died (and by his own hand) twice already. So he figured his time was already expired and what he was living now was just a bonus anyway. Might as well make the best of it, right.

Aidan smiled at her, the high already going to his head. He accepted the pipe back and took one last hit before determining it to be used up. Lilly seemed sufficiently high and he was certainly fine in that department, so before he totally lost his head he packed everything away and stowed it under he couch. He’d fish it out later. He settled back down with Lilly and wrapped an arm around her. “I know,” he said tangling fingers in her hair and stoking her hair gently. Being high always made him more affectionate then normal. Slowed down and sweet as well. “That’s what I’m here for,” he added in a lazy voice, the high already getting to him. He was not going to think right now, he was just going to be. He liked that idea. Being high always made him feel… just great. Like for a moment things were okay.

[lily mitchells]

As Aidan stroked Lily's hair, she smiled softly feeling very relax and content. "Mmmm...I wish everything was this simple," she said lazily. Her pupils were most likely starting to dilate, as her vision was beginning to get fuzzy. Her body felt a little numb and light. "I can forget whatever tonight and pretend like it never happened," she added. She rested her head on Aidan's shoulder her eyes closing. She was not sleepy, just relaxed.

Moments like these are what are Lily enjoyed and loved. Being on the road with her band is what she lived for. Music was her life and her bandmates were her family. Getting high was a perk to that.

[aidan cooper]

I wouldn't recommend sex, drugs or insanity for everyone,
But they've always worked for me.
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Lilly got that right. If the whole world were this simple… well he wouldn’t be nearly as fucked up as he was. He wouldn’t consenting to emotionless ex acts with people he hated, he wouldn’t be pulled out of the bathroom with his arms sliced open by one of his band mates, he wouldn’t be chasing after a high every chance he got just for the ability to feel clam and relaxed and like this. If the world was like this, there would be no worry. But of course the world wasn’t like this. Aidan did his bets to forget that fact and just focused on how nice this felt

Aidan hummed a little sound of agreement to Lilly’s comment and snuggled up next to her even more, resting his head on top f her and just feeling boneless like jelly. But it was a good feeling. If the rest of the band came in they’d probably have to get high to or something, mooching bastards. Well not really because Aidan never minded sharing. These guys were his family. Not like his family, they were his family. Only family he ever had and that was the truth. Not like he had a father… or a mother who was worth anything. No, this was what he had left.

When he was high that thought couldn’t depress him.