Intoxicated

By Rei Rosenquist

When we started the fun drugs -- 

Diseases? Not a problem. Between the nano-robotic upgrades and the medical facilities, no one had any reason to get sick. Bored kids downloaded viruses off the cloud to get their nano-bots fucked up. Gateway style stuff. 

The thought they'd pose a threat to humanity was a novel idea. A good joke.

Then, late one night, everything changed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tangled Sky Press
• Release date: Jul 29, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386287155

Rei Rosenquist

Rei Rosenquist first remembers life as seen out the high window of a hotel balcony. Down below is a courtyard, swarms of brightly dressed tourists, the beach. The memory is nothing but a blue-green washed image. Warmth and sunlight. Here, they are three years old, and this is the beginning of a nomadic story-teller’s life. Over the years, they have traveled to many countries, engaged many peoples, picked up new habits, and learned new languages. But, some things never change. For them, these are stories, food service, and traveling. These three passions have bloomed from hobbies, studies, and jobs into a way of life. These days, Rei can be found in between Tokyo, Kailua, and Bellingham, Washington pouring beautiful latte art, baking off a batch of famous savory scones, and cozying up with a laptop to obsessively write mountains of dark speculative fiction. You can find Rei’s stories and blog at reirosenquist.com. You can also reach them via email at [e-mail] or connect via Facebook (Rei Rosenquist), Twitter (rylrosenquist) and Instagram (rylrosenquist).

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Intoxicated

Intoxicated

A Short Story

Rei Rosenquist

Tangled Sky Press

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Intoxicated

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About the Author

Intoxicated

When we started the fun drugs, diseases weren't a problem. Between the nano-robotic upgrades and the medical facilities, no one had any reason to get sick. It wasn't like the old chicken egg vaccinations injected through a needle. Organic bacteria was a food preservative. Bored kids downloaded viruses off the cloud to get their nano-bots fucked up. Gateway style stuff. The thought they'd pose a threat to humanity was a novel idea. A good joke. Drug out all you want. We didn't worry what mixed with what or who's needle charger was who's. We dove into the shimmering paradise of intoxication with eager veins and open throats.

Then, late one night, everything changed.

Four of us tight friends from base ed sat on the scratchy speckled grey carpet of Milky's parents' hang out room. Jug, the kinda kid who's everyone's bestie, had a glittering needle full of StarDust. They were mid-plunge, shoving down hard on bright green handle. Hoop, more into bots than humans, was just sitting on the couch and coddling a bobble headed bot that was half taken apart. I had my lips around a tall slender