Taking a moment, the guy on the other end of the line writes down the number. “Haven't met you yet, bae. How will I know who you are whenever I swag back over to Sac-town?” Frat boy closes up his stick pen and lowers his phone while starting a text message. “What you need anyway?” The question comes after realizing he doesn't know.
Mostly, it's Salvia. Sometimes it's Marijuana from Arizona. Other times, it's GLO.