[Tate trails off, watching Michael climb to his feet before reaching out to take his hand. He's leaving his shit on the floor for the time being, something he needs to remember to collect up later, and puts his legs under him with a soft, pleasant head rush. Now he wants to do another fucking bump. He'll follow Michael wherever he takes him.]
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[Tate trails off, watching Michael climb to his feet before reaching out to take his hand. He's leaving his shit on the floor for the time being, something he needs to remember to collect up later, and puts his legs under him with a soft, pleasant head rush. Now he wants to do another fucking bump. He'll follow Michael wherever he takes him.]
Show me.