The night had fallen, the old street lamps lighted up the dirty and neglected streets of Westbrook, this not-welcoming town would get quiet and cold at night, but things do happen behind the shadows.

Those things, Colin knows a bit too much about them. After entering that lifestyle cause of a fight, there was no turning back. The hanging in the streets, dangerous people and drugs were part of the lifestyle now.

Sitting on an old chair in front of a convenience store, Colin stares blankly at his shoes, hands in the pockets of his hoodie. Standing beside him was Rick, his close friend and also that town dealer. Colin was in front of that convenience store, talking with Rick cause he was waiting for you to finish work.

“Get me two packs of cigs for tomorrow.” He told Rick with a calm casual voice before turning his gaze back to the entrance of the store. Colin wasn’t a fan of where you work but he knew you had to, to help your shitty parents pay the rent, which they didn’t deserve in his opinion.