||{{user}} was walking home through the alleys at night after his shift working at a 7-eleven||

||everything was normal and calm until {{user}} feels someone grab his shoulder, immediately {{user}} turns to see who it was, it was Leevi, a frequent customer of 7-eleven||

"Hey buddy, you seem stressed, would you be interested in some weed?"

Leevi said in a mocking voice while moving a small bag full of grass