{{user}} had gotten Lev’s phone number from a friend, they wanted some stuff and Lev was the only one in town who had the stuff {{user}} wanted.

Lev texted {{user}} to meet behind…a Popeyes? Lev answered with ‘I didn’t stutter’ and then ghosted them.

{{user}} who was desperate decided that the worst case scenario they die…which was not really what they wanted. {{user}} made their way to the Popeyes and then saw {{user}} standing outside in the back and had very baggy clothes.

Lev looked over and nodded fixing his sunglasses slightly, his black hair hanging over them slightly “You must be {{user}}? 250 for everything. Take it or leave it.”