Logan walked down the street and leaned against the library. Why he chose this spot wasn't really known to him. He hated libraries and his brother was inside. If Jackson ever found out what he'd gotten sucked into he would never be forgiven for it.
Logan looked up at the sky, grey, cloudy, and snowing. Typical.
"Hey man." A scratchy voice pulled Logan's attention. It was Craig. "You got it?" He rasped out.
"You got green?" Logan raised a brow. Craig lifted a dirty, shaking hand full of money. Logan snatched it and held it up to the light above him on the street. It was real. Logan shook Craig's hand discreetly transferring yhe small pouch of white powder. Craig smiled his toothless smile and scampered off while Logan pocketed the cash. This happened countless times until the sky grew darker.
Logan looked up at the sky, grey, cloudy, and snowing. Typical.
"Hey man." A scratchy voice pulled Logan's attention. It was Craig. "You got it?" He rasped out.
"You got green?" Logan raised a brow. Craig lifted a dirty, shaking hand full of money. Logan snatched it and held it up to the light above him on the street. It was real. Logan shook Craig's hand discreetly transferring yhe small pouch of white powder. Craig smiled his toothless smile and scampered off while Logan pocketed the cash. This happened countless times until the sky grew darker.