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Sitting in the bus. Gun in his jacket and columbian snow in his pocket. Here is what happened: Sunday morning. Smoke, wasted as usual. Booze and codein running through his veins. He was up all night hanging out with his lads or his new customers, depends on the point of view. And this day was no exception. 5 am and Smoke prepared some packages for the day back in his flat. The big bags from the latest delivery he received were not customer friendly. Who wants one kg of purple haze at one buy? Ok some of his customers would buy that, but you have to be service friendly for the daily needs of a lad. That was the only thing he was doing in his life now, you could call work. Ordering, packing, delivering all kind of good stuff. Life is hard but Smoke has the medicine for it.

The room smelled heavily of weed and it seems that this enhanced Smokes state of drunkness. The smell and feeling of success in his world. The night was surprisingly calm. Although two friends came over and Smoke likes to escalate. But they were just killing some time and Wodka shots. They left at midnight, not before Smoke sold them a few gramms of weed, but still very quite.

Sure enough there came a message in. A customer ordering a good amount of snow. Not bad, Smoke thought. After a short conversation about the price they discussed a place for the exchange. A suburban train Station, secluded and just a few people around if maybe nobody. Smoke gave its ok.

The place was good but he had to take, lets call it security measures. So he took his little 9mm helper with him. He had products worth of 1000 bucks with him. The gun became a necessity and symbol of his dominance. A friend helped Smoke to organize that.

Smoke took the next bus. That early in the morning there were just some commuters, glancing over when he entered the bus. Some looks showed disgust, especially when he smelled Smokes weed aura, some looked with unease. He sat down at the end of the bus, his sneakers on the seat in front of him. A young guy glanced over to Smoke. In this moment he realised that his gun became a bit visible with his zip open jacket while he sat down. Smoke adjusted his jacket to hide it, but showed the boy a knowing grin. The boy looked quickly away. Yeah don't mess with me you lil' wannabe gangsta with your fake moncler jacket, Smoke thought.

The young guy left a few stations before Smokes stop came. To bad, those guys can be easily convinced to become a buyer. His customer was already waiting. The bus drove off. Nobody there. Two handshakes later the customer drove off and Smoke went to the plateforms. Smoke lit up a big blunt and watched the sunrise, enjoying the heavy feeling of a big amount of cash in his pockets, rap blasting on his earphones. A good start in the day.

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