lean; s.w.

Intro

"i don't drink" i said trying to be polite.

"okay, well try this" he said, handing me a styrofoam cup filled with a purple substance and jolly ranchers.

"why should i trust you? what if you're trying to drug me?" i said, slowly taking the cup from his hands and into mine, looking at him suspiciously.

"trust me or don't. i'm just trying to give you a good time since this doesn't seem to be your scene" he said, taking a hit from his blunt.

i sipped from the drink and began to feel a little buzz.

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