It was a Friday after noon..
You lit your joint peacefully minding your business and listening to drugs and money by Chase Atlantic on repeat.
You loved that song
You've been going thought so much lately mentally you just wanted a break, and getting lit by yourself was your only escape.
buzz buzz~
You pick up the phone without reading the name.
"hey, are you doing anything today?"
"haha no" you giggle
"are u high?"
you can't stop laughing, you were off the planet.
"I'm coming over" he says ending the call.
Few minutes past, you were having the best time of your life smoking a whole joint to yourself. In fact you were so happy you didn't realise that Mitsuya came in already.
"I'm making you tea, okay darl?" he smiles, loving the sight of you smiling over nothing.
"mhhm"
He makes you tea and sits next to you on your balcony, it was a warm night surprisingly.
"so you didn't even leave anything for me?" he say puffing out his lower lip like a baby.
(yea yea I know another high story, I'M SORRY! I'm out of ideas :'))
