Bradley was parked in his usual place to sell drugs, up in a hill with a nice view of the city below. It was breathtaking and peaceful, exactly what he needed, and some of his customers too, at least the ones who decided to enjoy the place to consume his products. Leaned against the car’s hood counting the money he had made so far, wearing his usual leather jacket and converse all-star, Brad lifted his gaze when he heard someone approaching and put the money back in his pocket. “How can I help you today, beautiful?” @cherrysugcr












