“Fine.” Joseph scoffed a bit, frowning deeply as he pulled his jacket closer around himself. “You wanna skip a free buzz, you go right ahead.” And then, under his breath. “Bitch…”
He turned and made his toward the door, his hand rubbing the small baggie of pills in his jacket pocket.
Zoey hadn’t been paying attention, but she was more than concentrating now. To be fair, she was still coming off her last buzz, but she was going to need it again in another hour or so. What was the harm in calling him back? “Wait!” Zoey reached out for his arm, the toe of her boot scuffing against the dusty old floor as she stepped forward. “Okay, let’s not be so hasty. What am I going to have to do to take that off your hands?”