....Soap, anyone?
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Thread Topic: ....Soap, anyone?
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(Yay~ I think the story can continue so long as she's not been cut out.)
Dawn followed a few paces behind the young man, an agitated look on her face. She could smell his fear, mingling with the sickening scent of the drugs. "Ew.." she muttered to herself, sticking her tongue out at the back of his head. He was too jumpy too notice.
They rounded a corner, to the meeting place they were scheduled to be at, and Dawn frowned as she noticed two figures, where there should only be one. -
(s---. Well, make it count...)
I put my hand on the side of her neck my nails pressing into skin. God, she was pissing me off.
"And? You think I give a crap? You know I've got a meet-up, why interrupt?"
I pulled my left arm up smoothly and took a long, sweet drag of my joint. I looked up and blew, letting my eyes flutter shut as the smoke made its circles over our heads.
I brought the joing close to her face, close enough for her to smell it's majesty. "You want it, or not? Everything comes with a price." -
(I'm gonna have to go now.. Sorry. I'll be back on tomorrow. Bye~)
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AZY Juniori hated her attitude with me. why can't i be her friend and get along, but nooo..she hated my pressence.
'yeah i want it and i'am sorry to interupt your meet-up' i told her taking the joint. i gave her $40. -
(Cut out Sun for a bit. We'll pretend she hasn't arrived yet, just to continue...)
I took the money and gave her my used joint. "How old are you, anyway?" It's not that I cared or had trouble selling weed to minors.
Honestly, I just wanted to make sure she didn't get too wrecked. As long as she can afford the Stuff, I'll make a living. "Your parents give you permission to smoke, or what? I don't think Daddy would approve." I moved my fingers away from her neck and turned slightly away from her, breathing out the last of my drag.
Reaching in my pocket, I rolled myself another joint. One is never enough. Ever. -
AZY Junior'i'am 17 and my parents never really liked me so i'am living with my aunt. she doesn't really care about me' i told her grabbing my neck. it looked red
i looked at her. yupp she was just like my sister. i smoked my joint and it felt good -
Good God. Jesus, she was older than me. I should've known: I'm young, anyway. To young to be on the streets selling drugs, or performing other "acts" I'm not so proud of.
"You a prostitute?" I wasn't afraid to ask. Hell, halfthe people I knew were prostitutes. Good ones, apparently.
I lit the joing and took another sweet drag. God, it felt good. -
AZY Junior'i'am not a freaking prostitude' i told her. everyone thought i was and i hated it
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"Fine, fine. Just a question."I stuck one hand in my pocket, the other bringing the joint to my lips.
"When'd you try drugs?" -
AZY Juniori looked at her and smiled
'family issues' i told her in a whisper -
"Ain't that a b----..."
(Gotta go. Ciao!) -
AZY Junior'hell yeah' i told her walking closer to a tree. i loved the smell of my joint and i wanted to enjoy it
(Cya! x3)
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