Fingers grazing against the glass screen of his cellular device, he was mid-sentence in response to a text from an unfamiliar phone number. Though this was not uncommon, he always had the same reaction from new digits when flashed upon the surface. The details of the text, simple and straight to the point.  [ Incoming Text: Anonymous ] "i want 2 of everything u have." Parting his lips, he stifled his laughter before cupping his palm over them to suppress the sudden fit of giggle. Surely, this person was joking.. right? There was no way they had enough money to purchase two of everything in his inventory. Especially if this person attended Bullworth; unless they belong to the prestigious cult of preppies. The prices weren't cheap, he possessed premium and high quality narcotics and only sold them to those who were willing to spend a pretty penny or two. In most cases, trades of equal value were negotiated between him and his buyers. "Are you sure you can afford it?" Orbs glazing over before his thumb lightly tapped "Send". He silently waited, hoping this wasn't a mediocre and ill mannered prank from some simpleton who wanted to get a good kick. Cause if it was, Jiho would surely give them a good "kick"..to the face. Yes, this supplier took his time and inventory very seriously and preferred if idiots didn't waste it. Time is money, as they say and Jiho was faithful to that saying. Though at the moment he wasn't very busy at all, still he would be in a foul mood if he found out this was just a joke. A low humming droned from the device followed by two rings lightly chiming throughout the corridors of his dorm, before he scooped it into his palms. His hues skimmed over the text, taking in the single sentence and he couldn't help but to grin. [ Incoming Text: Anonymous ] "Look u dick, i want waht u got.". Typos and the obvious non capitalization of the letters, made this guy sound like the real deal. "When you learn how to correctly SPELL and CAPITALIZE your letters then we can talk. You're starting to become a waste of my time, you dim-wit." He fully understood that it was common to shorten words to make them fit into the character limit of 145 but he could tell this was an obvious scheme. Knowing this, he began to question his own actions, as he stood from his mattress and strolled over to his closet, making sure he had enough of everything to bring this anonymous prankster. Another incoming text caught his eye as he quickly opened and skimmed through the words on the screen. Did this guy find common sense within a matter of a few seconds? Words were fully spelt out and their 'I's were even capitalized.The text detailed the location and the time of which he wanted to meet and exchange the goods. Gathering the stock from his inventory and arranging them in his backpack in a presentable fashion, he was quick to slip into his jacket and boots before snatching his keys from the end table and taking his leave. It only took him fifteen minutes to reach the school yard. Eyes scanning the horizon, He caught a glimpse of a pink haired male coolly perched on the bench. Dead leafs crunching under the sole of his boots as he approached him, Orbs meeting his for a brief moment before he took a seat beside the other.