How To Stay Afloat (BxB)

Chapter 82: christmas with the family

Anyone ever had a bad trip? Don't do drugs.

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It turns out to be a good night after all. At least the following three hours.

I sit in bed, with Austin on my lap. Austin's effect seems to be stronger than I experience it.

I'm sitting cross-legged and Austin has his head against my chest with my arms around his stomach.

Austin is staring up at the ceiling with so much awe. It's like he can see galaxies up there. I've never seen him look so fascinated.

"What's up there?" I ask him in a whisper.

"It's like those lights from the instagram adds." He mumbles.

"I don't know which ones you mean, but I can see it, too." I tell him.

"Woah. Really?" He asks me. "Have you ever heard of Contact High?" He asks me.

"Nope." I say chuckling.

"It's what we're having right now." He explains.

I chuckle. "What? Being high?" I ask.

"No, it's when one high person can transfer their high to sober people." He explains. "They're connected on a different level. On a different astral plane." He says.

"Uhm okay?" I say unsure.

"And since we're both high, we're multiplying the effect into infinity. And we're connected on so many astral planes." He says in all seriousness.

I'm pretty sure he just came up with all that on the spot.

I start laughing. "What did you take and where can I get that?" I ask him.

"But do you get it? Do you know this scene from anchorman? Where they fuck? They imagine flying around on a pink pegasus or something." Austin says, looking up at me. "We're living that right now. Can you feel it?"

I chuckle. "You're so fucking high."

"We're having a contact high." He says again.

He keeps explaining his weird theories, trying to get me to try out meditation with him, which I really can't take seriously at all. I just keep on bursting out laughing each time I close my eyes to start the meditation. I know how to meditate, but not on acid.

It goes on like that. Us just doing random bullshit and philosophing. And there's a lot of hugging.

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And then it starts going downhill as we are slowly coming down.

Austin has gotten into a more negative headspace. He's been talking about the world and everything wrong with it.

From dying animals, to starving children, to raging wars and world pollution.

"And we're here, being all depressed, complaining about our stupin pain and problems. Out there are people fighting for their lives." He mumbles.

"Austin. You always say not to compare pain." I say.

"But you get what I mean, right?" He asks me.

"Yes, I do get it, but it's stupid. We were born into this world like this." I say.

"Woah." Austin yells. "Woah. If I was Eren Jaeger I'd be fucking triggered."

"Shhh. Keep it down!" I say, giggling. "You're waking up the whole house." His anime references are quite annoying.

My parents are drunk, so they're sound asleep for sure. Caleb has a deep sleep. The only one who we could wake up is Carla.

"Sorry. But that was perfect." He says.