Sam pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his head to hide his face better. The last thing he wanted was to get caught by the cops. It was way passed curfew and he was about to make an illegal purchase. The dealer was supposed to meet up with him at the park. There was a hill there and an empty neighborhood that made the perfect spot to carry out just about anything without anyone seeing you.<br/><br/>It was a bit cold out, but Sam was used to it. He went out every night. As he approached the area at the base of the hill and behind the neighborhood, he saw a figure lingering at the corner. It was the man he bought from. At the sight of Sam, the man took a small plastic bag out of his pocket and held out his hand. Sam placed the money in the man's hand and took the small plastic bag. With a nod, he turned back around and headed toward the playground. Under the slide, he took a quick glance around and then stuffed the small bag in his shoe. He wasn't going to smoke it right then. Without anything else to do, he started walking again. Maybe he'd find something to amuse himself with.