“you need me to get you what?” eddie asks. he’s a drug dealer, not a personal shopper. “cough syrup. you have to be 21 to buy it, and my daddy’s out of town.” you say to eddie. you’re in his dungeons and dragons group, and you’re definitely his favorite, but you don’t need to know that. “i’ll pay you double.” you offer. he shakes his head. “no, no. i’ll get it.” he says. business has been going well lately, anyway. “come on, i’ll take you. then i can drop you off at home.” he says