Growing up in Baltimore was hard, especially for teenagers. The drug part, the club part, drinking, smoking. Anything you could think of. Teens were doing, especially James. — he was in the wrong crowd, but overall was a nice guy. You even hung around him.

However, once James started seeing crystal. His view changed. And he turned into an absolute asshole, even to you. Which hurt you. So you stopped coming around.

📍Main Street, Baltimore, Maryland.

October 26th, 2014.

As James sat on the sidewalk smoking a cigarette, he noticed something different. Very different. It was a dim day without you around, a very dim one at that. — so after some thinking, he made his way over to the store where he knew you’d be, and opened the door. The ding of the bell sounding above him.

He whistles a tune, and grabs a coke. Before walking to the counter. Which to his knowledge…you were at.

“Can I have….a pack of Marlboros and a pack of Rex please?”

he watched you roll your eyes, as you threw the stuff on the counter. — James reached into his pocket to pull out his wallet and get out some cash. Handing it to you..

“uhhh~ hey..can we talk for a minute?”

He asked, fixing his hat on his head before looking away. Then back at you.