⸻ ONE MINUTE I'M THINKING "DAMN, HER BUTT LOOKS GREAT IN THOSE JEANS" AND THE NEXT I'M LIKE "OH MY GOD, SHE JUST GOT KNOCKED DOWN BY THE FUCKING BASS"! ❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 she gets hit in the head by a bass and in the heart by a drummer.
( dave grohl...
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DECEMBER 26TH 1991
Dave's best friend Jimmy made the best weed brownies known to man.
After the festivities at the Grohl household were done and over with, they had a day before they had to head off for the first of the four Nirvana gigs with the Peppers and Pearl Jam so Dave took advantage of this by having Alahna meet Jimmy.
Now― Dave knew there was no way he'd convince Alahna to actually smoke a joint. But surprisingly, when he suggested giving naughty baked goods a shot, she was game.
She didn't really like the act of smoking; having smoke in her lungs, no matter how short the period of time in which that actually happened, was a feeling she was in no hurry to experience. With brownies, Alahna could rid herself of the curiosity of what it felt like to be at least a bit high without doing anything that made her uncomfortable.
As it turns out, Jimmy was beyond excited to meet her. Finding out that Dave had gotten hung up on a girl wasn't surprising― what truly had him intrigued was the fact that he was bringing her to Virginia for the holidays. That took it to a whole different level and Jimmy wanted to experience it with his own eyes, which Alahna found endearing.
"Since this is your first time, I didn't put that much in." Jimmy explained as Alahna grabbed her first piece and inspected it. It looked just like a normal brownie and appeared to be soft on the inside. In other words, perfect. The trio was sitting on the couches of Jimmy's basement. "You'll definitely feel it though, if not where's the fucking fun, right?" He quipped.
"So should I take a small bite, a normal one, a significantly large one...?" She trailed off, not taking her eyes off of the brownie. If she was going to do this, she was going to do it right.
"Maybe start slowly and work your way through it, baby." Dave suggested. He was resting his chin on her shoulder and had an arm wrapped around her waist. He didn't really know what to expect from Alahna getting high but he wanted to be as close to her as possible when it happened. He turned towards Jimmy. "You're sure you didn't put too much in it, right?"
"You're pretty sexy when you're protective, Dave." Jimmy teased him, thus prompting Dave to flip him off. "Don't worry, you won't have to drag her out of here by the time we're done." He looked at Alahna with a smirk. "There's just enough in there for your boyfriend to look like Lenny Kravitz, though."
Alahna snorted while Dave's eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Whatever, man."
Two cautious bites in, Alahna didn't really feel much other than how fucking good the brownies were. The best weed brownies known to man. She only started to catch wind of the effects when she started with her second piece, which she ate at a faster pace.
