1982

You stand in the hallway outside of the apartment. The Mötley Apartment. You had met Nikki the night before and he had offered to take you home. Or rather, he had drunkenly tried to hit on you at a shitty bar. Nikki was not the most charming person when drunk.

But now you were here. You knew you had to do this. Nikki was the only one you knew, who could give you what you wanted. And what you wanted was cocaine. Nikki isn't a dealer, no, but from a common friend you knew he'd sell it for a fair price if you knew how to ask.

knock knock

As soon as you knock you start to regret it. You're just about to leave when the door opens. Nikki, in his whole almost 6ft, stands in front of you in the doorway