Druggy Problem

Blaise was going to buy some more drugs tonight, though he was short on cash but hopefully since he was a regular they might give them to him if he promises the money for later. He walked over to a empty street and proceeded to wait for the dealer, to bring the stuff he needs.

The dealer was already in the alley, a small but muscular guy in a surprisingly clean suit

Blaise approached the guy and spoke. "So do you have the stuff?" He said simply, they should know that he was a regular.

"Do you have the money?" The man asked

Blaise takes out his wallet and speaks. "Not... Entirely... I have 50 bucks, I promise to pay the rest when I get more money. You know me... I need this..." Blaise said trying to be convincing to the dealer, he needed his fix.

"If i didn't know better i'd say you were trying to rip me off..." the Man said "You know what the family does when people rip us off..."

Blaise speaks more, in a respectful manner. "Yes, yes, I know... That is why I am not looking to make you people mad, but I am a regular... You know I have been paying until now, I just have some sudden inconveniences right now that I can't pay full price right now... You understand right?" Blaise said, he really needed his drugs to relax at home.

"You have one week to pay me back, got it?" HE asked

Blaise just nods and speaks. "Yes, yes... Don't you worry... I will have the cash then, so you give me my stuff now?" Blaise asks as he moves his hands closer ready to receive.

The dealer handed him his ussual and took the fifty dollars

Blaise would put the drugs in his pocket, then walk home to enjoy the drugs. He sat down on his couch and started, this was gonna be relaxing...

And come one week... he  should hope he has the money

As time goes by, days go by and Blaise still has not the money. He is starting to grow worried, was he really this bad at saving up? Or did he just forget where his money stash was? Honestly, he did not know what to do.

Well whatever the reason two days after a week he got a knock on his door

Blaise walked to answer it, perhaps it was Ezrune? Then again the knock sounded different, Blaise opened the door to look who it was.

It was not Ezrune, it was four men in rough clothing looking none to happy "You blaise?" The one in front asked

Blaise started to have some sweat on his forehead, he speaks. "No, no, no... My name is... Jim! yes, Jim! You at the wrong place...?" Blaise said trying to weasel his way out of this.

And then he was punched in the stomach hard

Blaise backed off from that and held his stomach, that hurt... "Ugh... Guys... Please... This is not what you think it is..." Blaise tries to plead mercy.

"so you have our money?" the one in front asked

Blaise does not, he had to use it someplace else. "Ummm... No... I had... Sudden expenses... I promise to bring it next time, I just need more time..." Blaise says trying to get more time.

"Your time is up kid..." The man said before two of the other's held him down and he started beating the crap our of him to teach him a lesson

"What's going on in here?" ezrune's voice interrupted, he was standing in the doorway

Blaise could only let out painful gasps as he got beaten up, though hearing Ezrune's voice made him worried.

"Just a couple of people minding their own bussiness..." The leader turned around and patted a pistol in its holster on his belt

Blaise spoke to make Ezrune go away. "I fucked up... Go away Ezrune... This isn't worth your life..." Blaise says and hopefully Ezrune will go.