ethan slumps on the couch in quan and keem's living room, high as fuck. he'd been over there for about 20 minutes now with ddot, dd, and kennedi, smoking and blasting music the whole time.
he was scrolling through instagram, occasionally showing ddot something that he thought was funny. at first he was trying to keep himself distracted since dd and kennedi were all over each other, as usual, but after a while he forgot they were even beside him.
"not gon lie, bro," darrian began, pausing as he stares off at the wall while everyone else turns their attention to him. "i'm hungry as fuck right now."
quan, who was sitting by notti, laughs before grabbing the keys off the coffee table, "you fat as hell, gang. let's go, though."
"where we going?" dd asks, tapping kennedi's thighs a few times for her to stand from his lap. he steadies her slightly wobbling body before walking with her out the door.
"to go eat, nigga."
"duh, stupid ass boy." ethan laughs, mushing his brother's head.
once everyone is situated in the car, quan pulls off to mcdonald's. the car was quiet besides dd and kennedi who were all up on each other kissing and shit. ethan mugged the fuck out them.
"oh my god, ya niggas do this all da time! wit no shame either," ethan complains, throwing his head back against the seat.
"you dick riding heavy right now," david responds, rubbing his hand over kennedi's hip as she lies her head on his shoulder. dd and kennedi had always been like this, equally as obsessed, touchy, and in love with each other.
once again the car was silent, everyone was either too high to want to talk or just didn't have anything to talk about.
"yooo," dd begins, his eyes widening as he looks out the window, "ya, who is that gettin beat up!?"
"who?" keem asks, glancing down at his phone that rang in his lap. "yooo, wass good?"
