"Lock the door."
Sully does.
Jay smirks. "You're such a whore."
Sully doesn't argue. He just wants to get it over with... and it is, sooner than he realizes. Jay pulls up his pants before Sully is even off his knees.
"Stupid junkie."
Sully ignores the jab, and doesn't even bother to wipe his mouth. He goes straight for the baggie Jay puts on a desk in front of him. He uses a fourth, saving the other fourth for later and an entire half for his customers.
The drugs kick in fast. Sully runs his hands all over his body in a sheer state of perpetuated bliss.
Jay watches on, smoking a cigarette, slightly amused. "Enjoying yourself?"
He is.