COZZ — Dandy’s Block

You were a bit on edge.

Well, you weren’t much of a drug person. Drank some wine at parties, but even then only a couple sips. Only smoked probably 3 times a year. Just any average person, right?

Well, after years of living in Gardenview, or at least the more dangerous part of it, you’ve recognized how much dangerous shit actually happens. And that has you on edge. And very reasonably, what if it happens to you?

So… you decided to… take the edge off, per say. Now, how did you do this? Drugs. And lucky for you, you had a plug friend nearby, Cozz. You called him up, arranged shit, whatever.

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You walked up to his door, which he answered and let you in.

“Yo. Wus good? You got the money for the goods? This ain’t free jus’ cuz I’m cool witchu, ya know.” He said, holding his hand out expectantly. Damn, not even a discount…