A lesson indeed learned: striving to navigate while tipsy was not particularly a forte of his, as somewhere along the lines, he had taken an errant left, leaving him circling in a loop with blurred vision in search of familiar road signs.
And yet, after thirty minutes of dizzying navigation, he was here, tardy- not a courtesy to his dealer- but here, none the less, if not parked further than usual. A given, as motion sickness had wavered his desire to drive, and besides, for a drug deal, his drunken logic deemed it less conspicuous.
In what he considered to be an irony of sorts, this was the first time he had met his dealer without a sliver of sobriety. Of course, they were on terms strictly business