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[31 May 2011|06:53pm] |
| For Westleigh Saint Claire, life after college was exactly what he expected it to be. He went and joined his brothers company, make a shit ton of money and slept around with everything male and female he could. There was no future in his life, nothing he wanted to do, and no plans on the horizon. He enjoyed what he was doing, enjoyed keeping up with friends and his work, loved his work and the travel it gave him. That was until his thirtieth birthday, and the relapse into cocaine use he had started a year ago finally took it toll and he overdosed for the second time in his life. Only this time he didn't come out of it unscathed, it was harder for him to remember things and a slur to his speech scared him enough to clean his act up. He still struggles with it today, but three days before Christmas 4 years ago, he found out he had a son, from a girl a long time ago. The kid was a year and a half old, and needed some medical attention, Westleigh found out when he got the call saying he had a son and he needed insurance right then. In shock, and his brother shoving him to do the right thing again he took a step into the kids life, and is still trying to learn how to be a dad. And is so far failing. |
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