A sweat drop slides down his forehead and he gives an apprehensive smile. "Of course you could. But I ain't got much on me, and after this word will spread to the other junkies. it ain't worth it dear" He responds with a shaky tone, he's just barely remaining calm. "I got a sick mum to care for anyway, if ye wanna rob some kappies I'm sure there are better places for one with yer skills"
"All right all right!" He shouts, this time with clear fear in his tone. "I only got three in me coat, but I keep a wee bit more in a baggie, under this here piece of cardboard!" He says referencing the cardboard he's stepping on.
As the junkie drops to the floor he pants and catches his breath. He rests his head against the wall and mutters "This damned city sometimes" (You found 5 pills)
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