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Fingers shoved down his throat, the young vigilante forced himself to throw up. Partially digested pink pills glaring at him as they shone brightly through the bile and vomit. Tears streamed down his face as he threw the orange bottle of pills away from him and out of sight. Hands trembling, the raven haired teen picked up the phone and began to dial.
"Gotham General, this is Dr. Thompkins speaking."
The sound of tears spilling into the communication device were the only things that could be heard as the teen choked back his sobs, trying and failing to speak. After a moment or so, he shakily forced his voice into the speaker.
"L-L-les-lie?
"Tim? what happened?! Are you alright?!"
He shook his head as more tears could be heard across the phone.
"I made a mistake"