WARNINGS:
Smut
selling of marijuanaSide note: Alessio uses They/He pronounce
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𝑰t has gotten worse. The bills were piling up, the club was getting less customers and you felt drained.
Just what was wrong? At this pace you would never earn the desired amount. Bonten didn't seem to come quite as often as they did before too.
Too summarize it. You were short on money. You needed to do something. So you did.
You still remember the first time you did it. You were a teenager, maybe 11.
Your parents didn't care for you, so you had to provide a living for you and your sister.
You stole purses, food, rings, watches. Everything you could make a living off.
It always worked. But at some point when you were working as a stripper, you stopped.
Stealing wasn't necessary anymore. You earned your money by yourself. You knew what you did was ruthless, but did you had time to care?
No. The life goes on. Either you make it, or you don't. And you happened to make.
But since you were getting back at times were you world little to nothing, you saw your past striding right back for you.
Should you really start doing criminal stuff again? You weren't registered, meaning no one would ever question you. Besides, you didn't act like a person who did that kind of thing.
You were a perfect disguise. So days ago you decided to roll it all up again.
You had a few people you were familiar with, some old colleagues you would say, that smoked.
You had nothing against it, tried it once or twice when it was offered, but you weren't addicted like the others.
You couldn't be. How even? You barely had enough money for food. You rolled things up with them again and asked if you could sell some marijuana. Jay
They were always dumbfounded by your request. But it only prove your point. Nobody suspected you to deal.
Some were suspicious even and another turned you down, but you didn't give up.
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