Jimmy didn't know what he liked more about the dark alleyways, the fact it hid him from the world or rather the fact that it's where most dealers hung around, you can't exchange drugs out in the open unless you want to take a ride in a police car. Needless to say, the latter was what he was waiting for, someone to hook him up with a fix of anything. He was desperate, he hadn't been sober for this long before, and it was starting to scare me.
He lit his cigarette and took a drag before speaking up, his disguised sillouette becoming revealed to this new and unknown woman. "Sweetheart, trust me none of us know what to do..." He thought for a minute. Maybe, she was looking for the same thing he was. Maybe..."Want a smoke?" He held out this worn carton of Marlboros.