drugging

He'd lost track of the days since the funeral. They weren't much different than the nights only, instead of lying in his bed, he lied to everyone who asked him how he was doing. Only, he didn't lie, because Lochlann wasn't sure if he could. He would say things like, "I've been keeping busy."...

The ballroom was always empty this time of night. He couldn't sleep. His dealer had been expelled, leaving Loch with no way to get sleeping pills besides going to the infirmary to ask for them himself, but he avoided that place at every possible cost. He was out of alcohol. He was in for a...