The first night in his new apartment, Russ was introduced to another room mate, one that actually shares the room with him.  The room mate seemed friendly enough. He was living at the apartment with The Actor saving money until his actress girlfriend moved to LA, caught her big break and they could move in together.

Russ had changed a few of his habbits since leaving Kansas City, he had toned down his drinking... he'd probably had 2 or 3 drinks since he'd left... unlike drinking every night like he did in Kansas City.  He had also quit smoking... ok he'd pretty much quit smoking.  He'd had two cigarettes in the past month.  Come on, that's pretty good.  Russ also had cut back on smoking weed (will now be referred to as "wizard") ...he'd cut back a lot, the small amount he took with him on his trip was slowly dwindling down into nothing.

The second night in his new apartment, Russ decided to hit up a contact he thought might be able to hook him up with more wizard.  At this same moment, Russ's room mate came in the room and sat down on his bed.

"Hey man... you uh... roast any?"
"Yea... well... I mean... I quit smoking cigarettes, but..."

Not that it mattered at all, but Russ looked around the room.

"I uh you know... still 'smoke'."
"Well man if you need any or wanna smoke lemme know."

Russ thought to himself, this couldn't have come at a better time.  He had made a new friend... The Drug Dealer.

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The next morning, eagerly wanting to get out of the apartment Russ packs up his bag, walks out, and starts heading downstairs when he hears someone following him.  The Drug Dealer pops his head into the stairwell.

"Hey man wanna smoke really quick?"
"Yea, come on."

Like Russ would pass on some free wizard.

They both walk outside and hop in Russ's car. After about ten minutes they are both thoroughly baked. Russ explains that he has errands to run, and they part ways.

Walking down the street with his headphones on, Russ stops on a corner to look up where Kinkos is. A Mexican lady walks right by, and after a few steps she turns around, looks at Russ, and starts speaking in Spanish.

"SPANISH SPANISH SPANISH SPANISH SPANISH SPANISH."

Even though Russ can't understand her, he let's her continue to speak for a bit then thinks to himself...

"What the fuck? ...oh shit... you think she knows I'm high? Maybe she smelled me as she walked by. Shit!"

"Uh... I don't speak Spanish."
"The police-"

Russ's heart skips a beat... "Oh god she knows... she knows I'm high... should I just run? It's just an old lady... I could outrun her.

She continues, "...they patrol the area all the time, and they'll give kids tickets for not being in school."
"Uh I'm 25."
"Oh you look young. You know it's a horrible thing really, the police look out for young kids and if they aren't in school they pick the kids up and take them in. If they can't pay the 300$ ticket they're put in jail."
"Oh okay... well thanks for letting me know."

Russ starts to walk by her. She walks alongside him. She follows Russ for a block talking his ear off about this curfew law.

"The kids don't have the money to pay, and why should the parents be out 300$? If they drop the kids off at school, and then go to work it's not really their fault the kids sneak out of school."
"Uh huh."
"Parents can't afford that either, they're working hard, and then all of a sudden they have a 300$ ticket to pay for?!"
"Yea that's ridiculous."
"Yes it really is-"
"Well thanks for the information. Have a nice day."

Russ ran, or quickly walked into the 7-11 they had come to, watches the lady out the window, and waits for her to walk up the street.

"Bitch."

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Coming up on "Everything's Coming Up Russes!" ...Pt 3 - The Baby Mama and The Drug Addict... and more next time.  Stay tuned!