𝑬𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

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We napped for an hour or so and after waking up I was craving a smoothie so bad.

I was hungry and could eat anything. But I just knew the smoothie would hit.

Turning over to the side, I find a sleepy Suna already going into kissing me before even being fully awake.

"Wanna go make smoothies?" I asked him.

"Sure." He agreed. "But let me wake up first."

I chuckled and gave him a forehead kiss before starting to get dressed.

I went down to my kitchen and started gathering up all the necessary stuff.

As I start cutting up some strawberries he appears by the door yawning.

"Want help?" He asked.

"No, you can just stay there and keep staring as I make your shake."

"Alright."

"It was sarcasm." I said deadpanned.

"Oh, my bad." He said as he walked over to me. "It's too early for this."

"It's like 6pm."

"But I just woke up."

"Fair enough." I said before we fell into a comfortable silence and worked on our milkshakes.

We pour a glass for each of us.

"A toast." He said confidently as he raised his glass.

"For what?" I questioned.

"You chose." He winked.

"Mr creepy. He's the reason we met." I laugh over the fact that I was toasting for a teacher I despised.

He laughed along. "Sounds good. To our beloved creepy teacher."

And we sip.

"You know what this smoothie needs?" He said.

I give him an encouraging look so he will continue talking.

He reached for his pocket and pulled out his flask, then shaking it in front of me.
"Oh this will be marvellous!"

"Alcoholic." I claimed.

"Yeah? Then I won't give you any of this for your smoothie."

"I guess we're two little drunk sluts. Hand over that flask." I requested.

"Yes ma'am."

Halfway through the drinks he suggested we smoked a blunt together, so we went to the park, glasses in hand.

As we start getting faded a calm happiness washes over us.

We start to have fun but one thing leads to another and a slightly deeper conversation sparks.

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