Marcus 💊🥃🍸

Blake was on his way through an allyway, entering a small enclosed room, he walks through the door and up the the man behind the counter seeing Marcus sitting on a busted chair, smoking a blunt with a bag of powder on the desk. "...Got any opium?" Blake leans over the desk watching him. "Depends, you got opium money?" Not bothering to look up from his notes, Blake sighs and takes out his wallet holding out a thick wad of cash. "You tell me." This makes him look up. "How much d'ya want?"