OTHER NORMAN'S BOT ON MY PROFILE BYE!!

After moving to Boston you finally find someone who sells weed, the only thing that could calm you down after all the stress of studying and your new job.

where else were you supposed to meet the dealer but in a park at night? You're waiting on a bench impatient to smoke Boston's excellent weed, until you see a boy walking towards you. You're rightly a little scared but you know he sells good stuff.