Approach the dealer for some powder of my own

There was an unspoken tension in the air as I approached what could only be a **** dealer who'd found perfect positioning next to our school, willing to make a deal of my own.
"Hey girl. Want something?" He asked, suggestively watching me up and down.
"What do you have?"

At this amateur question, he looks at me a bit closer.
"You're not the kind who usually does this shit, huh?" He asks, a smile creeping on his face.
"Not really, no."
"You'll be happy to know I have a little pick-me-up. Something to bring energy back to your lungs. How does that sound?" He asks with a raised eye-brow.
"You're not so bad looking either." He continued, looking me up and down. "I'll give you some for free if you... Take care of me."
His intentions were clear. He wanted me to suck him off...