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[nightblogs]

theres somehting w
rong wiht
wrogn wiht the eswed
omg

[SWITCHING TO AUDIO.]

Guys. Guys. Something's wrong with the weed. Something's... [a huff, and a bubbly sound. He sounds like he's going to throw up.] Shit. I can hear things. Like, weird things. Things you shouldn't hear when you're, like, a normal kid, you know? Oh my God.

Oh my God, you guys. I wanna throw up. And eat. Not eat what I throw up, I mean - oof. Shit.

[silence.








and then he throws up.]

Comments

audio

[alsohawkeye]

Okay, I really could've done without the end of that recording, but can you get to medical on your own or do you need help?

audio

[nightblogs]

Yeah. Maybe? I dunno. I just wanna lie down and - [ughueghaurhgu

sdfhurg.]

... why is everything so, like - loud?

( audio )

[pushfall]

Start off by drinking some water. Maybe that'll determine whether or not you can actually manage food after that.

[nightblogs]

Man. Water sounds great. Water... sounds absolutely fucking great. Why didn't I think of that?

[he's going to faceplant a pool now]

[pushfall]

I don't know. Probably because you're dying of being stoned. Apparently.

[ She's not even sure if she should be concerned or not. ]

[nightblogs]

I'm dying? Wait, what? Being stoned can get you killed? I didn't even smoke that much!

[pushfall]

I wasn't being serious! I didn't mean it like that. You're fine. You'll be fine.

[nightblogs]

Dude, don't - don't scare me like that! Oh, man.

[pushfall]

You need to sober up. I'm not even sure how you do that, but you need to do that.

[nightblogs]

It's cool, I just gotta wait. Or throw up. Both?

[redheaded_rock]

You're killing me here. [Ew.] Are you all right?

[nightblogs]

I'm killing you? I'm the one apparently dying over here. [his voice still sounds pretty affected - a bit raspy, even.] I'm not all right. Not even one bit. Everything's too -- everything. Y'know?

[redheaded_rock]

I think I know what you mean. Sometimes things are just overwhelming lately.

[nightblogs]

Sometimes? Feels like it's all the damn time, now. That's why I was smoking, y'know? To make it, like - mellow out. But even this shit is ruined.

[redheaded_rock]

[She winces.] I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?

[nightblogs]

I dunno, you got something that'll actually work?

[redheaded_rock]

I wish.

[nightblogs]

Bet I wish more 'n you.

voice;

[kutte]

Something's wrong with your bud? You lace it with something usually, or you all natural?

[nightblogs]

Naw, man, it's all natural. Why, you got something?

[kutte]

Nah, nothing up here. I figured you had your shit from home. Personal supply and all.

[nightblogs]

Nope. Even if I had it'd just have run out, y'know? Been here for a long time already, and I ain't that patient.

[kutte]

So how're you getting anything? Should look into your production, kid. It's contaminated if it's making you heave.

[nightblogs]

From the gardens, dude. Ned's got a whole line of production goin' on, and you get it for free.

[Ned as in Netherlands, not... Ned the pie maker.]

[kutte]

Since when the hell was that happening? I could have been in on this already?