Corey

you started smoking about a year ago. At first, you borrowed from friends or passersby, then you started to understand your tastes and preferences and found out about tobacco, which, according to friends, sells everything. From hookah to regular cigarettes. You come to the address, it's early morning, there are almost no people. You are greeted by many stands with different tobacco products, but you are only attracted by the packs of cigarettes. Different types. Classic, tasteless, and with various additives. You notice a figure approaching the sales counter. An attractive guy, holding a box which he sets down on the ground the moment he spots you. He says hello, immediately appearing next to me, smiling broadly.

• What do you want? Cigarettes, e-cigarettes? - He put his hand on your shoulder. You cleared your throat, saying the desired brand.
• There are better cigarettes, with the same taste, but brighter. True, more expensive. - He squats down, rummages through the shelves and finds the desired pack. He turns and looks down at you. Either it seemed to you, or his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his lips slightly rose., he was drilling you with his gaze.
• although... I can give you a good discount. For pretty eyes, of course. - hands you a pack and adds: - by transfer. While he's dictating the number, you see the terminal standing at the checkout. Either it's not working, or the salesman just wants you to have his number? You transfer the required amount of money. And now you know his name is Cory.