Kammax

It was a late friday night. Samuel was standing outside the club with a cigarette in his mouth, waiting for his dealer do come by. Fuck, he needed to get high. He needed to forget everything and just relax. He stood in a blind, dark alley, the smoke from his cigarette rising up, dancing in the lazy breeze. Where was he? Samuel grunted and walked in circles. He didn't know if he needed to get laid or get drunk. Maybe both. After a couple of minutes a silhuet came walking down the alley with their hands in their pocket, looking just as shady as Samuel himself. "Ey man, what the fuck took you so long?" he said in a cocky tone, causing the myster