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Chapter 129: "The Sleepies"
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Literally everyone else filed out of the house, since everyone that currently lived there smoked. By that time, Tony had finished his cigarette, but scrambled to light another. Why was he so troubled? Of course, he trusted Dillon over all else and the kid had given him absolutely no reason to suspect he struggled with any kind of drug. Although, he couldn't ignore the red flags that had popped out at him earlier.
When he turned and saw Dillon smile at him contentedly, he decided to let the issue go for now. If it was even an issue, which Tony truly didn't think it was. Were it a
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"Yessir- I uh, er- thank you. For understandin'. I will tame this. M'sorry I brought my habit under yer roof," Dillon said to him as Charles stepped up to the door to go inside."It's ok, kid. I will kindly ask that if you come here again, take some before if you have to, but do not bring any extras with you. I made a promise to my late wife that this would be a drug-free place. Plus, I can't risk the sobriety of the people under my care. It wouldn't be right."
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"Good man, I'm glad to hear. I remember that day like it was yesterday. Such simple, innocent times, eh?" Tony yawned and gave a content stretch. Dillon could relate, his body was pleasantly heavy and his vision had a warm fuzziness edge to it, if that made any sense.
