"Yolanda, don't underestimate this thing." Cooper's voice was somewhat dry, filled with worry.
Yolanda ignored him. She turned around and found Melissa's large bag, unzipping it.
"Yolanda, what are you doing?" Melissa couldn't help but tense up; all her goods were inside, and she didn't want Yolanda to take them. "Yolanda, stop it!"
However, Yolanda had already pulled open the zipper. She reached in and quickly found that large bag of white powder.
Melissa was trembling even more violently now, her eyes fixated on the substance, filled with desperation. "Give it to me, give it to me, let me take just one hit..."
She was entirely irrational and began to beg Yolanda uncontrollably.
Yolanda curled her lip. "So, the white powder you've been messing with earlier is this stuff?"
"Yes." Melissa's eyes had turned red, and she began to struggle violently. "Give it to me, give it to me now; I'm begging you, Yolanda, I'm begging you!"