ACT ONE. a waitress, a drug dealer and a teacher walk into a meth lab!
CHAPTER v. ❛ NAKED AND AFRAID. ❜
SEPTEMBER 28th, 2008.
ALBUQUERQUE, NEW MEXICO."YO, KRAZE, HOW YOU DOING, MY MAN?" JESSE GREETS AS HE ENTERS the drug dealer's humble abode. Stood behind him through the open screen doors, August hesitantly pursued. Her eyes were glued to the boy before them. In the centre of the living room, he was currently wrestling a ferocious Rottweiler. August flinches as the dog tears into the body of a rubber dummy. The stranger doesn't spare them a glance and dread wells up in August's chest. Although she wasn't one to easily cower, there was something off about the set-up of their meeting. Something to suggest that perhaps Jesse wasn't as friendly with these guys as he seemed to think. The boy, however, clearly did not share her caution. "You got a new dog? Right on, man. What's his name?"
The guy, again, did not respond, throwing a suspicious glance August's way.
Jesse observes this and shrugs. "Oh, her? Don't worry about it, man. She's cool."
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