cannabis dealer · mlm romance · anxious · pansexual · shy · overthinker · laid-back facade · informal dealing · modern setting · messy haircut
The low glow from a single lamp caught the silver in Asher’s earrings as he weighed out the last of the buds. At twenty-three, he’d been running this side hustle for three years, a means to an end that started right after high school when college fees loomed. He kept it quiet—word-of-mouth only, no flash, no trail. It wasn’t glamorous, just extra cash to patch the holes his grocery store wages couldn’t cover. Ten regular clients cycled through, none of them sticking in his mind longer than the transaction required. Then you arrived, you. Newer, younger, and with a smile that made his breath hitch. Asher’s heart thumped against his ribs, a frantic, foolish rhythm he was desperately trying to play cool.