It was a little bit later that afternoon when Chandler finally got his first phone call. He had kept the phone right by his side while he watched TV, and he would occasionally look at it to make sure he hadn't missed a call…it was really nerve-racking.

"Hello."

"Hey, what's up? Dante gave me your number."

"Alright, yeah, you can just come by my apartment." Chandler responded.

"Alright."

Chandler gave the guy directions and then sat back to wait for his first customer. He was a little nervous and hoped he didn't fuck this up. He didn't even know how much the guy wanted, but he also thought it best not to discuss business over the phone…a little tip from Dante.

About 10 minutes later he heard a knock at the door and he went over to answer it. He opened it up and was surprised to see a familiar face on the other side.

"Ross?" He said kinda shocked at who he was seeing.

"Chandler? What the hell are you doing man, what's up?"

"Not much man, go ahead and come in."

"Oh right, yeah." Ross was suddenly nervous he didn't expect the drug dealer to be one of his former friends.

"So what's up, you smoke weed now?" Chandler asked.

"Uh, yeah, I mean you and me did it a few times back in high school and I don't know, I met some friends in college and they all do it, so I started doing it regularly." Ross responded.

"Wow, I never took you for much of a pot smoker man. That's cool though, I can be your weed man now." Chandler laughed.

Ross laughed as well, "Yeah I guess you're right."

"So how much did you wanna get?"

"Well that depends, how much do you charge for a quarter?" Ross asked.

"Usually $50, but since you're a friend I'll give it to you for $45…this time at least, if you become a regular I might give it to you for a little less." Chandler was surprised with himself, he actually sounded like he knew what he was doing, even though he didn't have a clue.

"Alright that's cool, I can handle that. I do have a question though." He said while watching Chandler weight out his weed, and get it ready for him.

"What's that?"

"Well, I mean, how the hell did you get into drug dealing? It seems like we're both surprising each other tonight, cause I never saw this coming."

"Yeah, I know right, to tell you the truth I actually just started doing this today. I needed to make some cash, and I met Dante in a club last night, and yeah… the rest is history I guess." Chandler said.

"Ah I see."

Chandler put his quarter in the bag and handed it over. Ross paid him the cash and then Chandler stood up shoving it in his pocket.

"So, I mean, do you smoke or what?" Ross asked standing up as well.

"Nah, just selling it."

"Oh I see, well that's too bad, I was gonna smoke you out since you hooked me up and all."

"Eh, it's cool man, maybe some other time. I don't wanna get high and then have someone need something and not know what I'm doing, ya know. I need the business." Chandler replied jokingly.

"Alright then, well I'll definitely be calling you when I need to get some more, so you already got one customer." Ross said smiling.

Chandler laughed. "Alright, cool."

"Well I guess I'm gonna go, I'll see ya later man." Ross walked over to the door with Chandler following him.

"Alright, enjoy that." Chandler said smiling.

"Oh I most definitely will. Later." Ross said walking out of the apartment.

"Later." Chandler shut the door and walked back over to the couch. He was a little relieved that his first customer had been Ross, now he wasn't as nervous to sell to the next person that called him. He also figured that at the rate he was going he could make a pretty good bit of money this time. I mean he still had 3 quarters left and had already made $45. If he could sell another quarter then he'd have all of Dante's money and still have another half to sell. He smiled to himself thinking of how much money he was gonna start making. For the first time he felt like he had definitely made the right decision by doing this. His thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone. He answered it and of course it was someone else who wanted weed. 25 minutes later the person and came and left and Chandler sat back on the couch counting his money. The guy wanted a half which Chandler sold to him for 80 bucks, giving him a grand total of $130. He knew that it wasn't much, but that $30 was his and that was better than nothing. He still had a quarter left so he figured by the end of this he should at least have an $80 profit, which wasn't bad for his first time. It was getting late so Chandler got up and started getting ready for bed, hopefully he wouldn't get anymore calls tonight. Just then he heard the door open and turned around to see Joey coming in with one of his many girls.

"Hey man, what are you doing?" Joey said noticing the weed and scale sitting out on the couch beside Chandler.

"Oh, just taking care of some business."

"Oh, well I guess we can talk about it in the morning, I got company tonight." He gestured towards the girl he was with.

"Alright yeah that's fine. I was getting ready to go to bed anyway. Goodnight." He gathered all of his shit and headed towards his bedroom, with Joey sleeping on the couch that meant he entertained his lady friends out there too. He shut his bedroom door and got changed for bed. He lay down and stared at the ceiling he was happy that his first "official" day as a drug dealer went ok, as funny as that sounded. I mean, him a drug dealer, even Ross was surprised. Oh well though, he would make sure all that changed soon enough. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep so that he could quickly get back to making money.

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The next day Chandler was able to get rid of the other quarter that he had left and in total had made the $180 that he had expected to make. He had to be at work in an hour, but he wanted to stop by Dante's first to pay him back and see what he thought about him selling all the shit already. He called Dante first and was told to come by the club again. He walked through the double door and immediately saw Dante over by the bar talking to some girl.

"Hey Dante, what's up?"

"Hey Chandler, what's up, I know you didn't sell all that already."

"Actually…I did. I just sold the rest of it this morning." Chandler replied smiling.

"Wow, I have to say I'm impressed. Let's go into my office and we can discuss this further."

They walked back to his office and sat down. Chandler immediately pulled out Dante's hundred and handed it over.

"So how much did you end up making for yourself?" Dante asked taking the money from Chandler and counting it to make sure it was all there.

"$80."

"That's not bad for your first time. Well… you've definitely proven to me that I can trust you and that you can do this. So if you want we'll keep doing this. I'm going to keep you selling just weed for right now, but maybe later when you get this part down, and if you want to that is, I can move you on to selling other things."

"Alright that sounds good." Chandler said.

He left the club with a quarter ounce of marijuana this time. It was so much that Dante had to give him a backpack to carry it in. He was a little nervous about being in possession of that much weed, but then he thought about how much money he could get from this, and that eased his mind a little. He ended up having to go back to his apartment to drop off his stash before work. He didn't even want to even go back to the diner anymore to tell you the truth; I mean he was only a cook. He also didn't want to get ahead of himself yet though he had only made $80 so far, which was definitely not enough for him to live off of. He walked into his apartment glancing at the clock to see that he only had 15 minutes to get to work. He quickly put the backpack in his bedroom and headed off to work.

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It was about a week later when Chandler finally sold the last of his weed. He honestly wasn't expecting to sell it that quick, but he ended up getting so many phone calls that it was pretty easy. In total he had ended up with $800, and Dante had only charged him $350, so that left him with $450. He was so excited that he had chosen to do this and he couldn't wait until he proved his point to Joey. Now he was on his way to go pay Dante and re-up and then he was planning on going straight back to his apartment and just hoped that Joey was there when he returned.

He walked through the door of his apartment about an hour later, and was glad to see Joey sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Hey man, what's with the backpack?" Joey asked, glancing away from the TV for only a second.

"Hey. It's what I use to carry my shit in, every time I go he gives me more and more and I can't exactly walk down the street carrying it."

"Oh, so I see your still doing that huh?" Joey hadn't seen Chandler in a few days, so he didn't know how well Chandler's business was going for him.

"Hell yeah, I'd be crazy not too. I just made $450 in a week. It would take me like 3 weeks at the dinner to make that. Just imagine Joe if I keep doing this…I'm gonna have some money. Still don't wanna join me?" Chandler asked him.

"No, I still think that you're going to end up changing your mind. You can't do this forever man. Yeah that's a hell of a lot of money for just a week, but I just can't see myself doing that…I just can't."

"Alright dude, it's cool. I'm not going to change my mind though, not now, not after how much money I've made already." Chandler walked into his bedroom and put his backpack in his closet. He kept it hidden in there just incase. He couldn't risk anything happening to his shit… that was just too much money to risk. He walked back into the living room and grabbed a beer before joining Joey on the couch.

"I swear I don't understand you sometimes man." Joey said shaking his head.

Chandler laughed. "Why do you always say that? I mean shit I've been doing pretty damn good this past week and a half with this. I love it too; I mean at the rate I'm going I can have at least a grand in a couple of weeks. Then after that, I should have plenty of money. I can't believe you don't want do this with me, I mean we could do just this and be set. Seriously if it keeps going this good and I get enough cash saved up you best believe I'm quitting at the diner. I hate that job anyway, but I love this one."

"Well I'm glad that you like it so much, just please be careful, I know I've said it before, but it just worries me is all."

"Don't worry man, I got it under control. I don't wanna get caught anymore than you want me to get caught."

Just then Chandler's phone started to go off, he reached into his pocket and grabbed it seeing Ross' name flash across the screen. He knew he'd be calling him again.

"Hello" Chandler said.

"Hey man, can I come by?" Ross asked.

"Yeah no problem, I'm just chillin with my roommate."

"Alright I'll be over in about ten."

"Alright later."

"Bye."

Chandler closed his cell and shoved it back into his jeans pocket.

"That was Ross; I was practically best friends with him back in high school and he ended up coming over to buy weed from me the other night. I didn't even know he smoked it regularly. Me and him smoked it a little in high school, but nothing major."

"So now you're his weed guy huh, small world." Joey replied.

"Yeah I know right, I was as shocked to see him as he was to see me. You'll like him though he's pretty cool guy."

They continued watching TV and talking until the heard a knock on the door. Chandler got up and answered it, seeing Ross on the other side as expected. He opened the door wider to let Ross come in.

"Hey Ross, this is my roommate Joey."

"Hey, how ya doing?" Ross reached out to shake Joey's hand.

"Hey, pretty good, you?"

"Good, good." Ross replied.

"Alright man so how much did you need tonight?" Chandler asked.

"Uh, I think I'm gonna do a half this time, are you still gonna hook me up on the price though, cause I'm kinda short on cash?"

"Yeah no problem, just don't tell anyone else I'm hooking you up, I still gotta make money ya know."

"Yeah, gotcha." Ross sat on the couch as Chandler walked into his bedroom to get the weed. He came back out a few minutes later with it weighed out and already in a bag.

"Here ya go." Chandler said.

"Thanks man. So look I wanted to ask you too, me and some of my friends are having a party this weekend, and I wanted to see if you wanted to come over. Joey you can come too if you want." Ross asked them.

"Yeah, that sounds good, maybe I got get some business there." Chandler said, he was becoming a little obsessed with making money, but he didn't care. He knew he could sell a lot of weed at a fucking college party.

"Yeah, I'll come too, it's been awhile since I've went to a party, not being in college and all." Joey responded as well.

"Alright cool." He gave them the directions to the party and then left. Chandler and Joey were both pretty excited. Like Joey had said they didn't really get the chance to go to any parties since neither of them had decided to go to college. Hopefully they could possibly meet some new people and have a good time.