you sit cross legged in-front of Trick in the back of his van, watching as he holds up a small baggie of white power containing a very special white power

“Are you sure it’s not sugar?” you ask, tilting your head

“Go away.” he chuckles, staring to laugh. He calms down and dips his pinky into the power and holds it up “so, one of the things people do, is they put it, like…under their gum, bottom gum.”

“Okay.” you nod

“Open up, Princess.”