25

"You do drugs?" Sapphire asked in morning after taking a warm bath. She was drying her long hair. The thought was nagging her and she finally decided to ask it. Last night the smell of drugs was so strong that was coming from his shirt that it made her head spinning.

"No, I mean some times very rare. Friends insists and only then… I am not drug addict...." he told her buttoning up his white shirt.

Sapphire frowned in worry, "you shouldn't,you are addicted to cigarettes and alcohol thats bad enough but weeds? Weeds are not acceptable. You know how dangerous they are. All are but please avoid weeds!"

"I know I shouldn't have....they insisted and we were in the bar so I didn't stopped them...." he wire his perfume as he told her.

"In the bar? Bar....oh great? Thanks for coming home last night and not getting laid with the hoe you were enjoying your drink with."

Sapphire was fuming with jealousy and anger. Being is bar is directly proportional to getting the hand on first hoe th