Blicked

It's just I was, ya know, gone last night, blicked.

“You keep tellin' me you don't need takin' care of, so how come every time you get blicked, you gotta carry this shit around?”

She practically falls down trying to stand. “Getting up too quick is like tin foil,” she says, and she grabs the table with both hands to steady herself. Whoa, Timmy thinks, this girl is blicked.