The Dealer/Supply1
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You send your supplier, Aaron, a text before leaving your flat, just a text of your order. | You send your supplier, Aaron, a text before leaving your flat, just a text of your order. | ||
- | You ride your motorbike an hour out of the centre of town and to an industrial estate, you don't even have to slow your motorbike down as you approach the gated area Aaron operates out of because the mechanical gate is already swinging open. | + | You ride your motorbike about an hour out of the centre of town and to an industrial estate, you don't even have to slow your motorbike down as you approach the gated area Aaron operates out of because the mechanical gate is already swinging open. |
You're barely off the bike for more than a minute before Aaron has jumped out of the little office he sits in all day, to do business with you. You hand over money and he gives you a messenger bag that you don't open up to check inside and instead just chuck into the compartment built underneath the seat of the motorbike. | You're barely off the bike for more than a minute before Aaron has jumped out of the little office he sits in all day, to do business with you. You hand over money and he gives you a messenger bag that you don't open up to check inside and instead just chuck into the compartment built underneath the seat of the motorbike. |
Current revision as of 20:18, 30 December 2018
Picking up isn't that much of a hassle, you're buying in bulk and you're dealing with a no nonsense guy that wants to spend as little time around you as him.
You send your supplier, Aaron, a text before leaving your flat, just a text of your order.
You ride your motorbike about an hour out of the centre of town and to an industrial estate, you don't even have to slow your motorbike down as you approach the gated area Aaron operates out of because the mechanical gate is already swinging open.
You're barely off the bike for more than a minute before Aaron has jumped out of the little office he sits in all day, to do business with you. You hand over money and he gives you a messenger bag that you don't open up to check inside and instead just chuck into the compartment built underneath the seat of the motorbike.
Then you're driving out of there, the visit having lasted less than 10 minutes.
You're on the road, where do you want to go?