WHERE: Lexus’ farm WITH @singingofwoesfm​
Bishan pulled the cash out of his wallet and handed it to Lexus with a grin. “Pleasure doing business with you, as always. My friends will be here to pick it up tomorrow,” he said. Smoothing over the transaction. He never liked to drive around with a lot of it in his own car, so when he needed the weed to be hauled from places - like Lexus’ farmland - he would send others, they would use backroads, different cars, and so forth. Much easier that way. They would purchase some other items from a town over, make it a day trip. He simply didn’t have time for all that.Â
“I got a pretty nice strain coming in from Mexico, if you want to try,” he offered, as he put his wallet back into his back pocket. “They say it hits hard, but with very little lingering effects the next morning.”
