Shootingstar22
Bluelighter
My best friend's boyfriend was a small time weed dealer out of thier apartment. He had about 15-20 customers. They also had a baby son, he said he was going to quit when the baby was 8 months because then he would be old enough to know what was up. In every other way they were great parents, they didn't do drugs themselves except the occasional toke.
anyhoo..it was me and my best friend that were starting to bitch at him cause there was traffic coming and going too much and customers were tradeing certain items like Bikes, expensive shoes and hats...just weird.
One night my best friend and I were chilling at the apartment and her man was out for the evening. We were chatting about how the selling had got to stop and she agreed that he was almost done.
She went to get the laundry and came back. I then went to the bathroom and started to grab my purse and get going. She didn't lock the door when she got back from the laudary cause I was just leaving. as I stood up to leave the door opened...we said " speak of the devil", we thought it was her man returning from his night out.
It wasn't.....it was a big black guy with a gun. He told us not to move or he would hurt us. The safe was in plain view on the coffee table...he grabbed it and kept looking around. we were terrified and the baby was a sleep down the hall. He then stole her smoke pack and some change on the table
and went in the closet and took some shoes.....then he left waving the gun at us.
well that was the end of their weed dealing. They moved two months after aswell.
What a nightmare
anyhoo..it was me and my best friend that were starting to bitch at him cause there was traffic coming and going too much and customers were tradeing certain items like Bikes, expensive shoes and hats...just weird.
One night my best friend and I were chilling at the apartment and her man was out for the evening. We were chatting about how the selling had got to stop and she agreed that he was almost done.
She went to get the laundry and came back. I then went to the bathroom and started to grab my purse and get going. She didn't lock the door when she got back from the laudary cause I was just leaving. as I stood up to leave the door opened...we said " speak of the devil", we thought it was her man returning from his night out.
It wasn't.....it was a big black guy with a gun. He told us not to move or he would hurt us. The safe was in plain view on the coffee table...he grabbed it and kept looking around. we were terrified and the baby was a sleep down the hall. He then stole her smoke pack and some change on the table
and went in the closet and took some shoes.....then he left waving the gun at us.
well that was the end of their weed dealing. They moved two months after aswell.
What a nightmare