The night was cold. The alley was lit by a flickering light, almost making the shadows look like they were moving. The perfect place to do something illicit.
"Hey man, are you sure we need to come down here? It's pretty... creepy, you know?" A young man said, curly blonde hair falling into his eyes as he nervously looked around. He seemed nervous, but not afraid.
"Stop complaining buddy, I don't deal in the middle of the street. I take care of my customers, don't worry," the drug dealer said, a big smile spreading across his face. He had a large gold tooth that shone in the flickering light, and the tattoos on his cheek were hard to make out through his laugh lines.
