So there was this one time I was with my friend && I need cigarettes like OD bad. But since I'm a minor, I can't buy them. So my other friend told me about this place that sells to minors. So naturally, I was like "SWEET".
So we get there && he sends me off to the store by myself while he waited half a block down. So I walk in && it was empty. There was his middle aged sketchy looking fat guy sitting at the counter reading a magazine. So I go up to the counter && asked for Camel 9's. (the best!) So he asked me how old I was. I'm 15 but I told him 18. He had a middle eastern accent so it was hard for me to understand. (He said he was from Jordan in the later part of our conversation)
This is how the conversation went:
Me: Hellow 3nodding
Him: Hi
Me: Can I have the Camel 9's? biggrin
Him: Whens you birthday?
Me: I'm 18
Him: How old are you?
Me: 18 (lol I'm really 15 but I've been told to look older...meh)
Him: How old are you?
Me: 18
Him: How old are you?
Me: *sigh*....okay I'm 17.
Him:....You have ID?
Me: Nooo.....I left it at home
There was a pause for a while && I don't really remember exactly how it got to this subject but here anyway.
Him: Do you has boyfriend?
Me: *Does a cute little giggle && rolls eyes* Nooooo.. whee
Him: Oh? Why not? eek
Me: Cause I dont need one wink
Him: Hmm....*gives me a little smile*
Me: *giggles more* *leans over to show CLEAVAGE.* (Use what ya got huh?)
Him: *Gives like this devious smile* What ethnic are you?
Me: *wonders why he wont gimme the ******** cigarettes already so I can move on with my life!!* Oh me? I'm Puerto Rican. Latina pride baby!
Him: *Smiles* Hmm...very pretty girl
Me: *giggles* Thankyou biggrin
Me: *Thinks* Okay. I really dont wanna get raped.
Him:*reaches out && rubs my cheek* I like your color...
Me: *winks* (EW. JUST GIMME MY CIGGS ALREADY.)
Him: Ohkey. How many you want?
Me: *thinks* OH THANK GOD
Me: Hmm...4 packs. (lol chain smoker) mad d
Him: *gets the packs && gives them to me*
Me: *Pays && head out* Thank you! 4laugh *Blows a kiss* <<(OH WHY DID I DO THAT!?!?)
Him: *Laughs* You know what? Come back here.
Me: *Thinks Oh s**t I'm dead* Walks back in. <<(WHY DID I DO THAT AGAIN?! ********: How old are you?
Me: 15. (i forgot I was 17 lol)
Him: 15?!?!
Me: Teehee 4laugh whee
Him: Oh man...*looks at me for a little bit*
Me: *unconsciously pulls my shirt down* <<(OH ********: *Smiles* Come here.
Me: Why?
Him?: Just come here!
Me: *thinking oh ******** no* Why?
Him: *signals for me to come around the counter*
Me: *Slowly walks up.* (NO WHAT THE ********: Do I get a hug?
Me: *backs up* Why?
Him: Arents we friend now?
Me: *laughs nervously*
Him: Come on!
Me: No I have someone waiting for me!
Him: Pleaseeee
Me: No. *goes to door*
Him: *Smiles*
Me: *Runs off to my friend*
My friend: Success?
Me: Yea. I almost got raped for this s**t son.
My friend: *laughs*
So thats my story. Yes. I love my cigarettes. lol && when that horny son of a b***h wasnt looking a took a Reese's Peanut Butter cup bar thing. MUUAHAHA!
When I went back there like not even 2 weeks later, it was empty && a sign saying that they were evicted blah blah. luckily I found a new store that just gives me cigarettes WITHOUT acting like a bimbo.
The first lucky cigarette!! (Well that one was the Camel light that my friend got)
