𝔪𝔞𝔣𝔦𝔞 ~𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓸𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓽 𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻~

;5;

it was the end of the week, everyday so far theo was trying to talk to me. i was not interested in it. 

i have no reason to talk to him. but it was after class and there goes me and bryce back to our home. 

and yet it was the me driving that made him scream like a little girl. 

"im night blind asshole i told you this was a bad idea" 

"you have so much light, i figured you would be fine" he said only to scream after. we ended up getting back just in time for dinner. 

i threw the cardboard piggy bank at cole. it was a sweet tarts roll with a coin slot. i watched him stick it in pocket. it was a side hustle for the family honestly. 

"so y/n when is pansy coming back over?" i looked at my mother. "i dont know, i havent talked to her about it" 

my mother liked pansy because her food always got complimented when she was here. we were all eating. "bryce your on dishes" my mothers voice rang. 

there was a groan. "y/n clean your room, you didnt before you left"  "aw man" 

we put our dishes in the sink and cole went to his room. i cleaned by room and by the time i was done cole was done. "new shipments" he said i nodded and took the trash out. 

we did a pass off. "cole get your ass in my room" and on impact he was there. 

"okay you know me right? great your going to help me part these" 

"purple, ak, wedding, ace of spades, trainwreck, and northern lights" i looked at him. 

"okay but theres some that are laced with extract yeah which ones" "oh shit" 

he sat there shuffling through them. 

"blue razz, cherry, tobacco, and banana. you have 10 of each laced. so here ill label them separate and put them in here. then ill label and part the rest." 

and when he finished i had so many fucking bags. "oh and good job, 800 isnt a bad number" 

"how much did you get from bryce?"  "260" i was trying not to laugh. "im sending him with the same set up, if you run out take his shit" cole said giving him his parted bags. 

"oh and y/n, theres 2 laced. one with shroom extract and one with thc oil" i nodded my head and put them away. to think i had 200. 6 of each type. 10 of each laced. we never made them have anything we just stuck it with strawberry and left it. so 200 minus 60 is 140 that gives me roughly 23 of each. 

he also set me with my personal stash. i had to roll it my damn self but it was still something. 

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after the weekend we were off. everyone knew i had a new shipment so i was crowded at the tower with my little bag. 

i ended up selling out the oil ones first, like all 60. that was already 3000. like damn. 

there wasnt a deal on it, bitches just love it that much. 

"whats the deal on reg?" "whats the deal on shroom" they were all yelling at me. 

"reg is 2 for 60. shroom is 2 for 80" 

at the end i was left with 20. and it was a mix of them. i only had 4 shroom left. it was fucking sunday, im so fucking confused. i got 3500 for reg in total and 3200 for the shrooms. 

profit for today is 9700. god damn assholes. i had to basically run back to my dorm and call cole

"hey cole...im basically out"  "y/n its the fucking first day youve been there" "yeah....and uh i made 9700. what the fuck do i do with it"  "HOW MUCH?" i was just laughing. "whats your stats?"  "20 reg, 4 shroom. no oil"  "what the fuck" i wasnt good at debt collect but i sure as hell was good at selling drugs.