Aug 3, 2018
Sitting on a bench beside a duplex in the center of town with her bag close beside her, Eunice drummed her fingers impatiently as she waited for her monthly dealer to arrive. She wasn’t typically a fan of drugs but she’d picked up a habit of smoking weed for stress relief during her secret stint with the serpents; if she could even call it that. Growing more and more impatient by the minute, she decided to check her phone for the time again only to notice that the person taking a seat next to her had knocked her bag onto the ground. “Excuse you. Aren’t you going to pick that up and apologize?”