Zion: Light of the New Moon, Ch 1.2 Myre
He would probably lash out when his senses returned to him; it wasn't an uncommon response when a junkie came down from their euphoria... i'd certainly seen it often enough.
"Respect"
The dealers, the junkies, the sets and police, they all know my name, on the cracked houston streets. i know it's respect that they're showing to me, for all that i've done as who i used to be.
Captain Troubleshoot and the Flight to Hades: Not Yer Usual Counter
She was a political junkie. she smiled and waved in turn. buzz buzz buzz. buzz buzz buzz. lynn tilted her head back and rolled her eyes. "not this shit again," she thought.
Introduction: Fateful Evening
This car was a slightly junky, 90s honda accord with slightly rusting gray paint and a small crack in the windshield. it ran fine, without any strange rattling or noises despite its worn out exterior and lacking appearance.
Unionised Labour
I ticked off on my fingers, "one, they are not reliable, they are sex junkies. two, the more who know how to harvest this, the cheaper the drug will become.
Entropy - Chapter 1, Part 2
Folks have been moving here from argyll getting so expensive nowadays, but they just ended up becoming drunks and junkies just like every other hick in this town.
As High As the Moon
The cops never looked around these parts, and it was just far enough away from the drug dealers that he didn't have to worry about the junkies looking for a handout.
Introducing....Kyle
#5 of frankie-survey mayham introducing kyle...the patriarch of the hitchenbottom clan....all marine...all family man....action junkie name: kyle hitchenbottom nickname: rocket age: 46 location: united states of america species: red panda
Bad LA Acting
"adrenaline junkies come in 7th!" angie goes up next. she gets on stage and does a handstand. "angie... i mean, 'jennifer', what are you going?" toner asks. "i always do this when i need to think." angie says. jen blushes because it's true.
Chicago Hot Dog Party
The adrenaline junkies then run off towards the vendor.
Cokehead
Here, you little junkie," the fox sneered. he sat down in the cardboard again and watched her chug. he fondled her, rubbed her sticky behind and the lips of her cunt. the folds were incredibly wet. "you, uh, you figure i could get some pussy?
My Gun Is Cute
"could be, but the way i see it, if she was a junkie, she couldn't have been big enough to attract the attention of the kind of hoods who go in for the briny kiss-off. they don't trust junkies, don't want 'em around. maybe it bothers their consciences."