arlos your dealer, anytime your running low he’s the one you text saying you need to re-up, he always responds quickly asking how much and when he can come by, and when you hear his car pull up that’s when you slip on your shoes and head out,

tonight, when you get in his car, it’s no different than usual. he's quick to slide a hand over the plush of your thigh, squeezing lightly as he mutters a,

"hey doll."