He's already on a pile of pills.
Didn't we count NINE pill bottles in one of the photos of his room?
If two are hormones and two are antidepressants, that leaves five more to account for.
I'd wager at least one of those bottles is containing an opioid and at least one is containing a benzo.
That dude is medicated for sure.
Some of those bottles could be old pill bottles though. (Jazz doesn’t strike me like the type to keep her room tidy. Addicts also sometimes like to keep old bottles around as souvenirs or whatever.)
An opiate (or two: One Controlled Release like OxyContin or Morphine ER and one for breakthrough pain like Percocet.) wouldn’t be out of the ordinary, considering the mangled mess his crotch is. (Three operations?)
Jazz seems like the type to piss and moan about her “anxiety” so a long acting benzo like diazepam to keep her nice and docile wouldn’t be out of the question either.
(Especially is they found a woke doc who understands the tremendous pressure poor troons are under!)
Two antidepressants seem a little... Excessive. Especially if they’re SSRI’s that potentiate each other and can lead to Seretonin syndrome (BAD!)
I’d wager they’d go for one SSRI antidepressant like Paxil or Prozac and combine it with something like depakote or an atypical antipsychotic.
(Which in low dosages are sometimes used for other psychiatric issues than psychosis. Like autism or bipolar issues.)
A combo like that would definitely keep Jazz docile and one or two pills away from drooling on himself all day.
And hey: You know a very common side effect of atypical antipsychotics?
Look at Jazz’s picture if you need a hint.
Weight gain. Like big time weight gain.
EDIT: Still a pill bottle or there abouts short? Probably an upper.
Jazz had have some learning difficulties if I’m not wrong, and amphetamines or amphetamine-like drugs such as concerta would be a typical choice.
At the same time if they managed to find a pliant pillmill-tier doc, it shouldn’t be a problem to talk the doc into giving something “for drowsiness”.
“My current medication works great!
I’m just really tired all of the time! And I have been gaining weight!”
(And given the combination of downers he’s under, it’s no wonder he’s fucking tired, fat, pliant and drowsy!)
“Sure Jazz, I understand! I’m going to give you something called Dexedrine/Desoxyne that should help with daytime drowsiness and weight gain!”
Bro, if i were the campus dealer & saw something with that expression of pain & suffering constantly etched into their face i'd sprint to be the first guy to sell him some shit, doubly so if i know that he & his fam are loaded, because this motherfucker is going to pay off my college loans & buy me a crib!!!
Exacta-fucking-mundo!
Jazz is a dealers dream come fucking true.
Especially since their dopedealer-antennas would quickly pick up on the fact that Jazz is sheltered as fuck, knows fuck all about prices and value, and would never put two and two together, if there was a mysterious break in the week after he showed the dealer his stash of goodies and opiates that he brought along from whatever pillmill doc Jeanette uses to keep him docile.