Customer Service (Hero and Shunnosuke Social Link)

I stood at my usual corner in San Maralus. This was the part of the town that was where all of the addicts went to get their fix. It was nothing compared to any part of Standasen, not even its more "well off" areas. I just stood at my corner, sitting on my crate as I waited for a customer. I continued to watch all of the people walk around, some with looks of animalistic desperation. Yes, this was the place to be if you wanted anything. This was the Hive. Where they all swarm like buzzing bees, looking for anything that could give them a good high.

I looked at my watch. 2:21 AM. She should be here at any moment. Then I saw her. She was skinny, her hair was as messed up as if she was brutally electrified. "H-hey, M-Mr. Hoodie. I am here for that he usual." Her voice was shaking and her words slurred. She had already been high. I didn't know her name. She was my customer for months, and I never caught her name. I didn't care. "Sure. You got he money." She hesitated. "I-I don't have any n-now, but I can give it to you later. I s-s-swear."Sorry, I don't do rent. You either have it now, or you don't have any of it at all." Her eyes twitched. I didn't know what she was on, but it must have been some sort of drug that cause nervous and muscular reaction. Her motor skills was off. She looked behind her, making sure she wasn't being watched, I assume. I immediately knew where this was going. "W-what if I paid in a different way." She winked at me. I got up and opened the crate I sat on, to reveal beakers, with liquids and powders of all sorts of colors. They gleamed in the night. "I can give you one on the house." Her bloodshot eyes lit up with joy. I picked up the one with gleaming pink liquid. Her favorite. "Alright, here you go." I winded my my arm back word, and brought the beaker down to its free customer. She fell hard to the ground, and cried in pain. "I told you what the deal was. You have it now or you don't get anything from me. Now go get some money from wherever the hell you get it from, than you can have some of my stuff." She picked herself up, crying softly in pain, with pink glimmering liquid all in her frazzled hair and face. I wasn't like all the other dealers. All it takes is a pretty face and they will give any of their product for free. Absolutely nothing. I am not as oblivious to want to indulge themselves in sexual pleasure. I closed my crate, and returned to my alley, and sat there, waiting for another customer.