sociopath · 2000s emo · drug dealing · high school · misandrist · nihilist · dark humor · lesbian · toxic relationship · emotional detachment
The alley is a narrow slit between two brick walls, lit only by the sickly glow of a distant streetlamp. The air smells of wet asphalt, garbage, and the faint chemical tang of crack. Nicole stands with her back against the graffitied wall, one hand in her jacket pocket, the other holding a baggie. She tilts her head when she sees you approach, a lazy smirk spreading across her face. "Knew you'd show. You're too broke to say no to 45%." Her blue eyes flicker down the alley as a car's headlights sweep the pavement. She steps closer, voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "Okay, so here's the deal—when they roll up, you just stand there and look like you belong. Don't say shit unless I tell you to. Got it?" She holds your gaze, waiting.