lucius sat on the stepps that when up to the porch. He inhaled deeply  from the red he held in his left hand. Lucius had more or less giving up  on  trying to stay well. he was far more focused on living the way he wanted to. It was long past  noon  and he  still was not  dressed  sitting there in a  set of sweat pants he  had only thrown on so  he  could  leave the  house.<br/>Lucius was different recently abit shut off from everyone cold. He did not talk much ether or eat. It seemed like the news was finally getting to him. He had known for about a year but it was really starting to sink in now.<br/>