AFTERTHOUGHT / / Xavier Thorpe

1. Bubblegum Bitch

This chapter starts with the song "Bubblegum Bitch" by Marina, ending with the song "Me & Ur Ghost" by blackbear. Enjoy, lovelies.

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"Will you light it?" His voice breaks the silence, holding out the joint for me to light.

"Xavy, we have a lighter for a reason..." I start, but he's quick to interrupt.

"But you're literally the human embodiment of the sun-"

"You're pushing your luck, Thorpe."

He quietly chuckles and leans back against his bed.

"It was worth a try," he shrugs. I roll my eyes and pass him the lighter. "Besides, I spend money on lighters for what? You're practically one yourself."

"When you find out the answer to that question, let me know," I reply, scrolling through my phone. If he ever stopped buying lighters, I would light it for us. It'd be a nice little duo, he rolls and I light. I hear him chuckle again, and then the soft flick of the lighter. Looking up from my phone, I see his hair falling against his eyelashes, his eyes closing as he inhales.

After he takes the first couple hits, he holds it out to me, his silent way of passing a tradition...unless we're in a group, he's very vocal around others. Though, his eyes show me he's more than comfortable with just the two of us.

"What a gentleman," I smile, setting my phone down as I swiftly move the joint from his hand to mine. He looks fairly happy today, I suppose the nightmares plaguing him weren't as bad tonight. It was an every night thing--his dreams. He hardly got any sleep because of it. Though, if weed is what it takes him to get sleep, I'll gladly support this habit. I don't personally mind it either.

Inhaling the smoke, I close my eyes, trying to hold the smoke in for as long as possible. I know it's a myth, but what if holding it in longer really does make the high last longer?

"Are you only going to take one hit? Jax said it was some of the good stuff, and I know you don't really smoke," He pauses, trying to find out what else to say, before I roll my eyes and shush him. Softly pushing his shoulder with my free hand, I laugh.

"You worry too much Xavy, don't ruin your own high," I try to joke, he slightly smiles and pulls out his phone.

"Wanna watch sensory videos? I saw that there was this one with blueberries, and--"

Rowan rushes into the room, breathless. His hair's a mess, his glasses askew on his nose.

"Guys," he manages to squeak out. He looks around, almost as if he's panicked. "There's a new girl, and she..."

"Oh, I see, is Ro finally getting a girlfriend?" I manage to chuckle. It's not often Rowan comes in here over girls. Maybe my friend is finally growing up. "Is she cute?"

"No, Y/N, now's not the time," Rowan pauses to catch his breath.

"No, she's got a point, what's got you so worked up?" Xavier asks, curious, before holding the blunt out to him.

"N-no, I don't want to smoke right now, there's something serious going on," Rowan takes a deep breath, trying to find the words. Xavier shrugs and ends up taking another hit.

"Oh man, does she have you in love already? That's moving a little fast Ro," I spit out. Weed definitely makes me talk. "Next thing you know, you'll have kids calling you daddy, maybe she's calling you daddy..."