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It was a warm spring day in Amsterdam and the last day of Jim and Sebastian’s stay. Their meetings had gone well and now they had a couple of hours in the city to actually look around. They strolled over the Kalverstraat and looked around. Jim was eying a sign that promised a Torture museum and Sebastian took his moment to sneak down an alley to where he saw several people with brownies. It only took him a moment to pull a well-versed con and mere seconds later he walked back to Jim with a brownie in his hand.
“Basher.” Jim said as he looked up “lets go there, do you have to con people out of their food every time we’re on holiday?”
“I’m hungry and I don’t like your food choices.” Sebastian replied as he took a big bite from the brownie. “so where are we going?”
Jim pointed at the sign “the torture museum.” he said and without another word he headed in the direction of the museum. Sebastian followed as he happily munched on his brownie.
Ten minutes later they were standing in front of the museum and Jim got some money out.
“Hey boss?” Sebastian said with a quiet voice “I think I accidentally ate a pot brownie.”
“oh for crying out loud basher why did you have to go do that.” Jim said with great annoyance.
“Emphasis on accidentally.” Sebastian said and started giggling. He took the London cap from Jims head and put it on backwards.
Jim huffed “Oh for fucks sake Basher.” He took hold of Sebastians hand and pulled him away from the entrance of the museum. He walked back to their hotel, practically pulling Sebastian along with him, who was giggling and letting Jim pull him. Sebastians eyes fell on a chippie and came to a halt, which practically forced Jim to stop as well.
“oh look! junkfood. I read they have those fancy little croquettes but big and with meat in them!”
Jim huffed again “You just had that massive brownie. With cannabis in it. Which, by the way, always is of good quality here. So yeah you’re going to be stoned as well.”
“And stoned means hungry, sillybean. Now get me some junkfooooood.”
Jim nodded at the kebab shop opposite. “lets get you something from there or you’re going to be whining for food again in about five minutes.”
“but bosssssssssssss” Sebastian whined.
Jim rolled his eyes but couldn’t help it but smile a little “alright alright. go get some.“