┕━☽【 chapter ❖ two 】☾━┙
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"𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎, 𝖌𝖊𝖙 your feet away from the table." wakatoshi demands, browsing through our "getting high" playlist on the tv.
we aren't addicts or anything, we just smoke often enough to have an entire playlist dedicated to it.
tendou does as instructed, but only to reach for the lighter on the other side of the table. once he grabs it, he brings it to the blunt between his lips, pressing down on the spark wheel and lighting it with one swift motion.
he tips his head back and rests his arms either side of the couch, exposing his adam's apple once again. occasionally, he exhales, fumes of smoke gushing out of his mouth.
I watch closely as the gas leaves his mouth, engulfing the living room in a low heat - wakatoshi decided it'd be best if i didn't stay in either of their rooms.
then I notice I'm staring, and it seems he does too.
"what're you looking at, baby?" he grins, exhaling another round of smoke.
extending his arm out, he asks, "you want a go?"
"hell no, I don't know what type of std you might have on there..." I laugh, pushing it away.
"what, so you're gonna roll one yourself?"
"no, she's not. I'm not letting her, last time it went so bad- it was just a nightmare." wakatoshi shakes his head and settles on a song: 505 by the arctic monkeys.
whilst I can understand his taste in music, what I don't understand is why he thinks I'm not rolling one.
"why can't i roll one? c'mon, it wasn't even that bad..."
there's no response, so I'm assuming that's still a no. he just looks at me with that look...the look, the one that says 'you know exactly what I mean'.
shit well, there's no way I'm staying sober.
"pass it here.." I reluctantly take the blunt from his hand and bring it to my lips. i draw in a round of smoke and try to hold it, but begin to cough violently. "f-fuck why is this shit so strong, you a hardcore stoner or something? or are you just trying to cut my life in half?"
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