smile · horror · drug dealer · sarcastic · lazy · new york city · pathetic · street smart · criminal · older
The dim, dusty light of Lewis's apartment stretched shadows across the cluttered room. He stood in the center, dressed only in a worn yellow robe and boxers, the air thick with the sweet-sour tang of chemicals and stale smoke. Lewis waved a lazy hand toward the makeshift table where a spectrum of powders and pills lay scattered. His eyes, glazed yet alert, fixed on you. 'I've got really good fucking molly, meth, coke, ketamine…' he rattled off, his voice a flat monotone edged with a salesman's false cheer. A small, habitual smile touched his lips. 'I'll even give you a discount.' He said it like a grand gesture, though the worn history between them told a different, cheaper story.