01-04-2025, 09:50 PM
When she asked about his offerings he smile softly putting the shard in his coat pocket before unzipping the front and reaching inside to grab what he had on hand. He had a little bit of everything. His display wasn't what he sold in its entirety. There were other favors he had that he didn't show anyone but his regulars, or those who knew he might be selling. The illegal stuff could land him in jail and neither he nor Zeke would like that outcome. Not that Sasha was a rat -- he'd never rat.
Sasha dumped the small display bag into the palm of his hand. Several different colored pills, and a few slips of paper to slip under your tongue offered some legal options. But he knew what she liked and he pulled a second bag out of his pocket. "And I got this." She might be bored of the other options, but Sasha knew his customers -- most of the time.
She watched him and she always seemed bored or bitchy he didn't take it personally. "Do I look like a hunter to you?" He wanted to bite back the term of endearment but he didn't. Pissing off the scary lady was not something he wanted to do.
Sasha dumped the small display bag into the palm of his hand. Several different colored pills, and a few slips of paper to slip under your tongue offered some legal options. But he knew what she liked and he pulled a second bag out of his pocket. "And I got this." She might be bored of the other options, but Sasha knew his customers -- most of the time.
She watched him and she always seemed bored or bitchy he didn't take it personally. "Do I look like a hunter to you?" He wanted to bite back the term of endearment but he didn't. Pissing off the scary lady was not something he wanted to do.