aberdeen, washington.
1984.
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jane sierra is an 18 y/o girl from seattle, washington. kicked out of her home, she temporarily moves in with her cousin, krist novoselic, who lives all the way in aberdeen. jane doesn't see th...
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possible tw : drug mention / usage, talk of alcoholism, mention of relapsing
"I have no idea how i'm gonna kill the smell." jane giggled, "god, if the owners smell anything, i'm totally getting evicted!"
despite the gravity of her words, jane couldn't stop laughing at the not-so-serious situation. maybe it was the fact she hadn't smoked since she left washington and her tolerance had died down, but she felt as if she were out of this world.
"no one's gonna smell shit, man." krist lazily replied, "just, like, light a candle. open a window."
"if i open a window, everyone is gonna smell it!" jane groaned, "you don't even think it through, krist."
the four were sat in a small circle on the floor jane's bedroom, her door shut. she managed to clean it up just a bit before the men came rolling in her room, but it was still more than cluttered. of course, they didn't mind too much. they all had one simple reason as to why they were in jane's room.
"why do you guys always have to fight?" dave managed to ask in between coughs as he handed the bong over to kurt, "it's just, like, getting old."
"we aren't even fighting! krist is just being more krist-like than usual." jane rebuttaled.
before krist could argue, kurt cut him short by his small coughing fit.
"babe, you've gotta open a window," his voice strained, "it's just pure smoke in here."
jane profusely apologized and opened the window beside her bed, which was quickly followed by an agonizing groan from none other than krist.
"so, when i say to open a window, i'm an idiot. but, when kurt says open a window, you'll do it?" krist interrogated.
jane, who truly didn't care what krist had to say, simply nodded. "yeah, why would i listen to you?" kurt laughed and threw his arm around jane's shoulder, casually flipping the bird to krist.
"real mature, you two." krist rolled his eyes.
"you're, like, the worst person to get high with, krist." jane laughed. krist only gave her the finger.
"hey, dave?" kurt snapped his fingers in front of the younger, not only grabbing his attention, but jane and krist's, too.
"what?" dave blinked.
kurt shook his head, "nothing, you were just spacing out really bad." he simply said, "what'cha thinkin' about, pal?" kurt's tone went from relaxed to funny-sounding.
"i'm just, like, really high." he replied, his voice wavering. the other three exchanged worried glances, all thinking the same thing.
"you're not gonna be sick, are you?" jane asked, her tone soft and caring. dave only shrugged.
