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let you down, (MouseNoises & DeviousIntent)

MouseNoises

Not actually a Mouse
Joined
Oct 2, 2016

And I'll never hold you back. But I'll probably let you down,
But I'll always wish you well. Love it when you are around. . .
(don't post unless your name is up top)​
 
Parker had spent days, weeks, not quite months - without her filthy habit, even longer before that. Her last use sent a house of cards crumbling to the ground she'd spent so much time stacking, life had been something close to manageable, something close to acceptable. . . once again though, she was in a world of shit and the only thing that was going to make it better was a little bunny rabbit, white specifically.

'I'm here.' A text message sent out into the ether to signal she'd arrived at the predetermined location, Parker awaited her 'new friend.' Linus her old connection had fallen off the face of the planet, clipped or booked she wasn't sure but she knew where to find a number if she needed one and this was what she got, honestly Parker had no idea what to expect, all walks ended up in this business on both sides. Bemoaning the idea of being back on this one she hung her head and propped her elbows up on her knees, dark, navy denim hip huggers.

Chilly as it was she regretted only wearing a red sweater, sans hood, long ginger hair hanging over her shoulders. She'd been lucky to wear a cap but that was more for anonymity, still it kept the wind out of her face, she thought. Funny enough it wasn't the first time she'd met for dope in this park, no, it was a bit of a known spot once upon a time. . . that said, it was nicer now, Elmira Oak Place was a small park surrounded by city scape, once overgrown and covered in the rusted skeletons of modern decay, rusted slides and swing sets. Today it looked well maintained by the city, new park, new benches, no garbage floating around. . . Parker hadn't changed either really. She was still the same old junkie.

-even if she'd been mostly clean a few years, all it took was one more slip.
 
Jaiden sat around in her car, typing away at her phone. Only occasionally did her eyes flutter up to the only other vehicle on this forgotten and desolate parking-space. The old red Volvo had it's paint peeling off at the sides, certainly could use some work. Speak of some work... the body of the car rocked side to side with an annoying high pitched noise. Jaiden had debated getting out of her own Mercedes to confront to two youthful spirits. Knock on one of the blinded, sweat covered car-windows and interrupt them in their love-making. Imagine the two of them, scared for their lives they'd been caught by police or their parents... only to find Jaiden standing there, asking whether they could take their fucking anywhere else, or at the very least get into doggy-style. From experience she knew it didn't rock the car as badly, not when you could pound forward yet lean back and hold on....

Her dirty thoughts were interrupted by a buzz in her hand. The phone she'd been using suddenly showed a text from a number she'd saved only as 'new girl'. Appearantly the girl had made her way into the park. From her spot, Jaiden wasn't able to spot the girl just yet. But walking over the parking-lot, Jaiden would see the woman and be assured this woman some police-op she was walking into. One could not be careful enough with new customers.

Walking over towards the park, Jaiden couldn't hold herself back as she passed the rear of the Volvo and ran her long over the worn out metal. A loud scratch was audiable, the female inside to car letting out a loud yelp before they went quiet. Jaiden smiled as she proceeded walking, knowing full well the two would consider whether it was a wild animal or a tree before resuming their love making. Thruth was, Jaiden was a bit of a wild animal herself!

Approaching the spot she'd spotted the girl in, Jaiden placed one hand in the pocket of her jacket. Four seperate bags of white delight. She had no idea how much the girl wanted, but judging from her hung over appearance... she could definitly use a few! Luckily Jaiden always packed enough, and only the highest quality.

"You looking for someone dear? Someone you just texted maybe?" Jaiden asked innocently enough, just in case this girl was not who she was looking for.
 
Her face was blotchy and red from the cool wind, freckles and big blue eyes beaming toward Jaiden as she approached. Her hands were stuffed in her pockets, she looked cold, she was. Parker had been scanning the area for her to come so seeing someone she perked up immediately. A strong jaw was the first feature Parker noted, for whatever reason it made her more intimidating to her, she was a dangerous sort of beautiful this woman. She wondered just as soon as she got close, within ear shot, who she might have worked for, what dens she called home, her affiliates and places to unwind, what sort of life did she live outside of the hustle. She didn't look like an addict, she looked just as likely to be a high class business woman maybe, a certain swagger behind every step - confidence aplenty.

"Heh, hey. . ." Parker coolly responded, "Yeah, that's me." confirming she was just as much who Jaiden was looking for as Jaiden was who she needed to see in this most desperate of moments. She didn't really know how much Jaiden carried but she'd brought a few hundred dollars with her, the last of the 'move in money' her parents had wired her for some furniture, groceries and her first month's rent. She still needed to figure out some other gaps but they were a phone call away and she didn't need a paycheque to hit the landlord for another few weeks.

Remaining seated Parker scooted over a little in her jacket and jeans, patting the bench beside her. She expected the woman to sit with her to begin their dirty dealings, though to be quite fair she didn't know how this was supposed to go. Their information had been spotty at best, as was the nature of such deals. -for all she knew Jaiden expected her to come with her somewhere, she didn't particularly want to but Parker knew the drill, she was the junkie, she didn't get to call the shots here.

"I got two thirty, what can you do?" expecting an eight-ball for that price but city-to-city, year-to-year, these things changed.
 
Jaiden raised an eyebrow as the girl shuffled and made some room on the bench for her to sit. "Are you looking for a hook-up or some powder?" Jaiden snarled and wondered what the hell for dealer this had been with before. "You sure are pretty cute though... would surely be able to earn some stuff in other ways as well." Jaiden commented biting her bottem lip. The girl sure was upfront when it came to sexuality, but soon resumed her dealings in the regular way.

"It's 300 for 3 gram. Usually my rule of thumb is 100 per gram. I'll get you 2.5 grams though for 200 dollars this once. New customer." Jaiden said and held out her palm to receive the requested money.

"Quite the serve though, are you sure you can handle such amounts little one? I don't wanna find you in some ditch tomorrow morning..." Jaiden said and looked somewhat concerned about the girl in front of her. "I don't wanna bother, but you're looking hella miserable. Wanna get into my car and have a chat?" Jaiden asked with her hands in her pockets.
 
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