Tristan

It was late at night. You and your friends were out in the city just walking around. You weren’t in a great group of people but they were your friends and you cared for them. A lot of them did illegal things, like smoking and some drugs. You weren’t into that stuff though. You spent your time just watching from the sidelines. They still included you even if you didn’t smoke, drink, have sex with random people, or get high. The group decided to get in touch with their dealer because they needed some more weed and alcohol. They made their way down the city streets to the poorer side of the city. It was a dangerous place. The streets were trashy and abandoned mostly but some groups hung around. Your friends often came here. They made their way inside a building and there sat a tall man sitt