@silo-jacobs
Jax had been at the car shop all day and had just gotten to the lab where he knew Silo would be. He wanted to do something that night, something fun, and he was going to get Silo in on it too. He swung open the door with a kick, hoping it would startle his foster sibling from how loud it was, especially when it swung back and the doorknob banged against the wall. “Hello hello!” He hollered, always one to make an entrance. “Oh, shit!” Jax laughed as he inspected the dent in the wall that the door had left. “Forgot how thin these walls are.”
He grinned and walked over to where Silo was working and left a twenty dollar bill next to him. “I’m just gonna get a few real quick.” He said as he grabbed the finished product and the appropriate amount he had paid for. It was a good thing that Jax wasn’t involved in making the drugs, he’d be dipping into their own supply constantly. At least this way he would pay for it first. Walking over to the table with the Xan’s he grabbed, he crushed them underneath his ID and then sorted a few lines for himself. “Guess what I did today,” Jax said with a mischevious smirk spread over his features. A look like that paired with his question never meant anything good coming from Jax.
“Met this chick at work, she let me fuck her in the bathroom.” He laughed, “I love this town! Trashy women, man . . . They’re the best and they’re littering the place, it’s fucking great! You should get yourself some ass too, let’s hit the bar.”
He rolled up a dollar bill then bent over the table and snorted a few lines up his nose. He leaned his head back and sniffed a few times to prevent any from falling out before he looked back at Silo. "Maybe you'll find yourself a chick with a huge rack, can't hurt to try." He said with a big, crooked grin. If Silo knew Jax he would know that Jax would pester him to go until he agreed to it, even if only out of annoyance.