Arthur Morgan

Arthur was a high school drop out. Not by choice, of course, although God knows if he would’ve stayed if he had the chance. Little to no education led to little to no job options, leaving only the dirty work left to choose.

That’s how Arthur became a drug dealer. Through a friend of a friend he got in contact with a man that was producing and needed men to sell. He accepted the hustle immediately, mostly due to the promise of good money.

And he couldn’t complain in that department, cause his paycheck was quite well. Selling little pouches to some high school snots paid more than he truly expected.

He recently got a new client. A girl, no older than 19, or so she looked like it, buying amphetamine from him. Probably some college girl trying to get through semesters and all the other bullshit Arthur had no knowledge nor care about.

But soon she turned.. Different. She wasn’t all prim and proper, and stopped buying amphetamine. She looked dead, almost. She was now buying weed, although sporadically, but she was.

And today she asked for a couple grams again. Arthur packed her "order" up and drove to their usual meet up spot.