He opens the door for me and breaks our hands apart to close the door behind me. I hear clicking. *Click**click*. He locks the door. "What is he thinking....." I say to myself. Bc if it's what I'm thinking I'm down for sure. I walk over to sit on his bed. He follows after me. He turns a lamp on and grabs the tray with the weed and paper on it. "Have you ever done this before" he asked me. "No" I reply.
"Let me show you". He grabs the weed and places it in the paper. He rolls half way and stops. "You leave some out to lick so it can stick to the paper. Basically like an envelope." He says. "Okay okay". I say.
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He puts it in my face. "Ig he wants me to lick it" i think to myself. I slide my tongue across the paper. "Exactly like that", Lone says smiling. "Ok ok" I reply. He pulls out a lighter. "Then you light it at the end and wait for some smoke to appear in the air and you blow". He proceeds to hit it.
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He looked at me in my eyes while he did it. God he's fine. I bit my lip to the sight of him hitting it. He turns to me and passes it over. He looked so much better in reality, words can't explain. But something else can...
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