Monday afternoon ⏰ ⛅️ 💴 £50 ⚡️70 💦 25
"Hey, Toshi," Kyouko said, trying to sound casual.
Toshi looked up from his phone, his eyes narrowing as he surveyed her. He was a burly man in his late twenties, and a menacing Demeanour.
"What do you want?" he growled.
"I, uh, I was wondering if you could sell me some weed," Kyouko said, her voice shaking slightly.
Toshi raised an eyebrow. "How old are you?"
"I'm 19," Kyouko lied, hoping he wouldn't ask for ID.
Toshi looked skeptical. "You look young. How do I know you won't grass me up?"
Kyouko sighed. "I just need some weed to help me chill out, okay? I'm not a cop, I swear."
Toshi studied her for a moment longer before finally nodding. "Fine. Twenty-five pounds for an eighth."
Kyouko nodded, grateful that he had agreed to sell to her. She handed him the money, and he handed her a small baggie filled with green buds.
"Thanks," Kyouko said, stuffing the baggie into her pocket.
Toshi grunted in response, already turning his attention back to his phone.
She had done it. She had scored some weed without getting arrested or rejected. But she failed to make her move on him. But she couldn't wait to get home and smoke it.
Kyouko walked away swaying her little bum, and then as she expected, Veronica’s voice appeared in her head again.
"Pussy, you little fucking pussy, you had a dick for the taking and you pussied out," Veronica taunted.
"I will...but in," Kyouko tried to interject, but Veronica wasn't having it.
"Shut it, you little cunt," Veronica snapped. "Do you really want to spend an eternity in hell? I've taken so many girls and I've loved watching every single one of them suffer, but there's something about you that I like, Kyouko. It would be a shame to see you so helpless, getting raped and tortured. I see something special in you."
Kyouko's mind raced as she tried to come up with a plan. She knew she had to do something, and she had to do it fast. She couldn't let Veronica down, or herself for that matter. She had to prove that she was just as fucked up and twisted as Veronica was.
"Ok, ok," Kyouko finally relented. "I'm going to do it. Tonight. I will do it somehow. I just wasn't ready then, especially outdoors in public." Kyouko said, her voice shaking.
"We will see Kyouko, we will see," Veronica's voice said, and then it vanished once again.
Kyouko's adrenaline rushed through her veins, and she felt like she was going to throw up. She had to do something, and she had to do it fast. She couldn't keep living in fear of this demon, and she couldn't deny the desire that burned inside of her.
Kyouko heads back to the bus stop.
