Being a DIK 0.6.0 Part 124 Sweat and Bad Memories by LoveSkySan69

Ah, it's Quinn.

Um, hi, I take the bag and leave.

Don't sit down.

You did not just do that.

Is that what I think it is?

Don't put down the bag.

I've been doing some thinking.

Or mourning.

I haven't been myself lately.

My grandmother passed away recently.

After thinking about it, I don't want it anymore.

Are you backing out?

Here.

Is that?

I didn't smoke it.

You're fucking moron.

Rich, we are in public.

No one is looking.

You never know who's looking.

And the worst ones who may be looking are those who don't want to be showing a fucking joint to it.

We made a deal.

Keep the money in the bag.

Everything in the bag isn't paid for, Rich.

I'll pay you for it.

And some extra for your trouble.

And that's it?

That's it.

Fine.

We are good?

I'm not happy.

I have to say it on this bag, Rich.

Sell it to someone else.

Or, I don't know, use it.

Hmm.

Happy!

What the hell happened to your face?

You should see the other guy.

What did you get yourself into?

It's nothing.

That doesn't look too good.

It's just cosmetic and it's healing nicely.

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