This place was a shithole and considering he lived in Seattle after The Pulse, it was saying something. Hell, it even made Terminal City which was literally a toxic waste disaster. Mary was back at the safe house which wasn't really safe, but it was at least the house they were staying in currently. The thing was, Alec and Mary needed more information and maybe some more supplies. He'd seen lots of people who he knew from home, but most of them were definitely not the same. He was at least thankful Lorna wasn't a total bitch and Brooke seemed to be nowhere in sight.
Alec immediately regretted going down this alley. Despite his love for sex, he had never actually ever paid for any and he most definitely wouldn't have asked for it from a man, but it wasn't his first time seeing someone strung out. "Sorry, strung out white dude is not exactly my niche."