Black Temptation

Chapter 1

"T-Thanks for g-getting it in on s-such short noti..notice." He...spits from the side of his mouth that is not already numbed out.

"Yeah, it's not like I was busy with my life or anything for you to just call me-so early in the morning. " I snark, semi-glaring at him, semi-pouring in the mix.

What I don't understand is why he can call at 3am and I can't even get a dead bolt on my door to make sure no one steals my cargo...again. You might think I'm being mean? Or too harsh? Well fuck that!

Can't trust these meth users. Learned that Friarlope of 2009. When 10 of them staged a robbery at a nearby bank so 5 could get inside my lab, to have dirty, high sex on my newly lysol sprayed lab tables.

Robbery : Sex on Tables

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Opening a fridge : To get food.

Exactly. So yes, as he seems to be idling walking around, fidgeting as usual-I inspect his mannerisms. Looks like he hasn't taken a hit in a few days.

Not good for business. Never is.

"Hey-Hey mind if I take a hit right here?" He barks and before I can even turn my head to answer, the white powdered fluff has entered his system like fire crackers.

That was his best try at trying to be polite. I'll give him that.

His fist beats on the counter as the poison fills his veins, he getting off his knees a different dope eater.

"And here you go," showing it in his face. He intends to grab it, "Nu huh, where's the money?" I yell.

Eyes stare a glazed confusion when he suddenly starts checking his pockets.

"Right money! Money!"

"Seth, it was the only thing I told you to bring."

"See, I know, but hey, I'm a meth addict, I don't think." He continues to scramble in confusion. And one second after I turn my head, he has snatched ahold of the bottle and runs toward the exit, falling into everything in his path. And yet he's still too fast for me.

"Come back here, Seth! Ealrwind is gonna find out it was you and guess what? You're dead! Yeah! You! And ALL YOUR FRIENDS TOO!"

I point and wheeze, catching my breath. Even as my voice travels down the metal hallway, hitting him at every turn, he still isn't fazed.

I collapse on a chair, surrounded by broken bottles and smoking mixtures (pretty sure I just made a bomb). 3rd time and nothing has changed. That's it.

I quit.