Closed starter for: @fasterthanfury Location: Francis' Apartment
Berlioz was a creature of habit. Not always good ones either. Francis was pure evidence of that. The man was Berli's primary dealer and he needed more. He was at Francis' apartment, comfortable enough there at this point to not feel completely out of place. Berlioz had just done a few lines with him and felt an instant relief when the drugs hit. Cocaine was great and all but Berli wanted something more. Berlioz pulled his wallet out to pay Francis, handing him the cash. "Pleasure doing business as always," he said in a light tone with a smirk. "Say, you got anything else? There's just this itch I can't scratch lately. You know what I mean? I think you'd understand better than anyone, Francis." Berli didn't know what he wanted in particular. Maybe he just wanted to trip for hours and escape the reality he was in. "If you do, I have the money for it."














