1 LIFE IN NEW JACK
*knock*
*knock*
*knock*
"Ayo let me in bro"
*knock*
*knock*
*Knock*
My eyes feel heavy as I open them from a thick slumber. *3:00pm* Reads my dollar store alarm clock.
*knock*
*knock*
"I know you're fucking up in there Mink! Don't hold out on me". Same old same old, gotta make fast money in times like this. I force myself to get up. Dressed in my same old attire from the days before.
"Stop fucking knocking like the supreme hunters, I'm coming!" I grab my old revolver just in case as I head twirls the door. I hesitate and look through the rusted peephole of my old metal studio apartment door. Standing there is Hugo. I sigh knowing what he wants and open the door.
"Finally Fuck!" Hugo says in his cracky teen voice as he walks into my living quarters. Hugo is a regular for me. A Orange first stained squirrel addicted to two things: Females and Carbon syphons. Lucky for him I deal syphons here on 63rd. "Hey man I've been needing to reup man, I know you always got the good shit." I can see him scanning my room like a tweaker.
"Yea I got you..IF you have my fragments."
I open my cabinet and open my jar of Carbon Syphons. "You want an 8th?" I ask knowing that's all he can afford. He manages to hold out five fragments.
"This all I got man." I snatch it just to get it over with. Even though he is a addict. He's my friend. "So what are you trying to get into today Mink?" Hugo asks getting ready to break down the syphons.
"Idk man let's go down to the fucking pizza place on 78th street. Ion have shit in here."
"Aiight day less about it let's go!" Hugo was always happy to go eat with me because he knew if it was us two I'd pay. We walk out and I slam the door behind me.
