Eddie Kaspbrak was on the way to being plastered.
Contrary to him saying he wasn't going to smoke, he had hit the joint being passed around quite a few times.
The five boys sat in Mike's living room. Richie was telling some story about this girl who he rejected in high school, joint sitting in his hand.
Richie was a storyteller. and that normally isnt a problem. the Losers loved listening to him talk. But sitting with a joint slowly burning in his hand, talking and talking was just annoying.
"So I said to her, Angelina, I want to. I really really want to. But what about Brad? Brad is like a brother to me!"
Stan let out a loud cackle, adjusting his legs so they were draped over Mikes.
"Thats bullshit Richie! you're quoting the intro to the best song ever music video."
"Says who Stanley."
Bill came around the corner, very poorly balancing a water bottle on his head.
"S-says me bitch. I have that whole music video memorized. Now pass the joint."
Richie passed it to Eddie, who inhaled deeply. He let out a cough before passing it to Mike.
"God this shit is strong. Who'd you even get it from"
Richie stretched his arms, one snaking it's way around the boy next to him, while the other tapped in a steady rhythm on his thigh.
"I have my ways. And my ways say I roll another joint. all in favor?"
Richie looked up. Mike was to busy counting the curls on Stan's head to answer, Stan was content tucked away under Mike's arm, and then There was Bill.
Bill was passed the fuck out.
"I'll take that as a yes from all of you."
Two joints later, one of which was smoked solely by Richie, all of the boys were off their asses. Richie included, which was a surprise due to his high tolerance when it came to things like this.
Mike and Stan were wrapped up in each other's arms, talking about the different types of pie and which was the best. Mike argued that pumpkin was the best, while Stan argued that apple was a classic, and therefore better.
"Come on Mike! Apple is a classic. everyone loves Apple pie!"
"Stan, baby, you're too high to realize what youre saying. the apples in apple pie are slimy and gross. that's why pumpkin is better."
Bill had been asleep for about an hour, laying in Mike's dog's bed. Mike had locked her in his room. worried that the smoke would hurt her.
"This shit was not this strong when I first got it."
Richie stood up suddenly, pulling Eddie up with him . He stumbled a bit before looking to his shorter companion.
"I'm thirsty. come with me to get some water."
The two boys walked to the kitchen, giggling when Richie tripped over Bill.
"Shut the fuck up!" Richie whispered loudly. "You're gonna wake him up."
Eddie giggled again and they disappeared into Mike's pantry.
About an hour passed, and Stan and Mike were finally coming to their senses. The two looked around before looking at each other.
"Where are Richie and Eddie? They were here like....when we got here I think."
Mike shook Stan's legs off of him, getting up and stretching, before going to look out the window.
"I'm not sure. They couldn't be very far. Richies truck is still here."
Mike walked to the kitchen, filling a glass with water. He gulped it down, setting the cup down loudly.
He heard rustling coming from the pantry, and motioned for Stan to come to him, grabbing a spatula before slowly stepping towards it.
When he opened it, he gasped, shutting the door back and walking away quickly.
"They're making out in my pantry. that's where my food goes. animals."
Stan consoled the boy as he wallowed, talking about how "his lucky charms were tainted" and how he'd have to replace everything.
"My poor cereal! having to see that. it must have been a nightmare."
Shortly after, Richie and Eddie rounded the corner, Richie fixing his shirt and Eddie running his hand through his hair.
"What do you have to say for yourself! doing something like that where my food is! you should be ashamed. good for you guys for getting some, but come on!"
Richie gave a sheepish smile before sitting down.
"Sorry Mike. the heart wants what it wants."
Mike huffed, crossing his arms.
"I expect a new box of lucky charms, Tozier."
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Losers 😫 😫
Bev: Wake up losers! we're back from our date. how was your night?
Mike: I don't think I've ever been that high in my entire life.
Stan: I can't feel my eyeballs
Eddie: It was nice.
Richie: I had the time of my life!
Mike: ☹☹
Mike: He was making out with Eddie ON MY CEREAL
Ben: OH MY GOD?
Bev: THE LUCKY CHARMS?
Mike: YES THE LUCKY CHARMS. IM FUCKING HEARTBROKEN.
Ben: Can't they be salvaged?
Mike: NO! HE DIDNT HAVE A SHIRT ON. THERES RICHIE ON MY LUCKY CHARMS.
Stan: God last night was the best night of my life
Richie: you don't even believe in God.
Stan: I will stab you.
Eddie: Where is Bill?
Mike: Passed out in daisy's bed.
Mike: Speaking of daisy, sorry not sorry Rich, but she pissed on you jacket.
Richie: NOT MY BLACK HOODIE
Bev: OK edgelord.
Eddie: Bill didn't even smoke that much! He passed out before we even rolled a second joint!
Richie: mans was gone before we even got started.
Ben: Jeez Rich. How strong was your weed?
Richie: Why are you assuming it was my weed!"
Bev: you texted me last night and sent me a picture of it. did a whole photovoltaic and everything.
Richie: oh.
Richie: no regrets tbh. last night was the best night ever
Stanley: I still think apple pie is the best.
Mike: Blocked
(and scene cuz I'm fucking tired)
