Requested by DoctorCucumber
Some could say you're a slut for soda.
It's an addiction trait you have since your mom is a hooker.
She's addicted to the stronger shit while you're a 4th grader with a Soda Caffeine addiction (me IRL but I'm older lol)
Everyone at school knows you're a crack head baby that will do anything to get your hands on a can of soda or two, hence giving you the nick name, 'SodaSlut'.
Kids can be so cruel.

Now on to your day.
Waking up with a craving of a sweet taste of Soda.
Checking the fridge.
Nothing that caught your eye.

Checking your pocket...No money.

But you knew who does.

Your good old friend, Token.
A good friend with dough. And what does that dough give you?

Soda...

You dressed in your usual attire and headed out of the house at the same time your mother does as she is going to work her corner.

"Bye mom."
"Bye, (y/n)."
Surprisingly she remembered your name. That's new.
You at that moment today was going to be a good day.

It took a while to get to the better part of town to get to Token's.
You tongue just frothing at the thought of a sweet taste of the good stuff Token has.

"Hey, Soda Slut! Got some time?" A man about in his fifties that is a usual customer of your...services called out to you in the street.
"Not today! I've already got somebody else!" You yell back.

yes even people every where in town call you by that nickname either as a joke or they genuinely don't name your actual name.
Either way it doesn't bother you.

As you continued, you could feel the veins in your head throb against your forehead as a great headache pounded against your head.
One of the big signs of withdrawals.
You need that good stuff or you're gonna die!

You then pushed through crowds and shoved old people down the street as you were so close to Token's.

And finally...
You arrived to your destination
The sweet, sweet goodness of soda on the other side.

Upon knocking on the door, rather harshly i might add. Your friend, Token answered.
"Oh hey, Soda Slu- I mean, (y/n). You here for another round?" He smirked.

You nodded your head rapidly and smiled.
"Well here you go!"
He then handed you a can of soda...
But not jus any soda...Lemon soda.

Not even a minute has passed and your can was consumed by your crack head ass.

End.
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