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Imagine:Dean catching you smoking weeeeeeeeed lmao
Warning: sorry if some of y'all smoke weed and I don't use the correct terms, I've never smoked weed in my life lmao.
Days when the rain falls, and theirs nothing to do, are the best. You wanna know why? Because it's the perfect time for you to hit some blunts and just relax in the hotbox.
You decided since it was early enough that the boys were still asleep, you could smoke some. You lifted your covers and reached under the bed to grab your Mary-Jane and your bong. You quickly ran to the kitchen to grab a lighter. Once you got back, it seemed like it only took three seconds and 3/4 of your room was filled with smoke. You were trying out new tricks, like smoke rings, and turning smoke rings into a "nose piercing" that looked like the Bulls wear. Once you figured out how to do that, you kept doing it iver and over. On your 5th time doing it, you heard a knock on the door. You panicked.
"Uh, I'll uh,*cough cough* be out in a minute! *cough cough cough*"
"Okay but hurry up, Sam's cooking eggs and bacon!" And familiar voice rang, otherwise known as deans. Shit. You can't let Dean know that you smoke. You ran to your bathroom to get some eye drops for your blood shot eyes, only to find that the bottle was empty. Fuck. Shit. Shit. Fuck. You were screwed. You were frantic so you opened up a window, sadly letting your hotbox fade away. You put on a pair of your biggest sunglasses on and walked to the kitchen.
As you walked to the kitchen, you kept your head low.
"Uh (y/n)? You not gonna eat with us this morning?" Sam called out as you were heading back to your room.
"Nah, I'm uh, into a really good book right now! *cough cough*" you hurried up back to your room. As soon as you got to your room you flung off your sunglasses and sat down. You completely forgot to put away the bong and the 10 packs of marijuana. Once your got done eating, you sat your plate to the side of your bed and laid there, still high from all those hits.
Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock.
Shit. It's Dean again. And he decided to just walk right in. Luckily, you slipped your stuff under the bed so he didn't see it. You kept your head down so he could let see your bloodshot eyes.
"Okay what's up? First, you walk into the kitchen with friggin sunglasses on. And it's raining for Petes sake. Then, you won't eat with us. And Jesus, what that smell? Wait, that's not what I think it is, is it?" Dean asked. "Lift your head up." You did as you were told, only keeping your eyes shut. "Now open your god damn eye balls." You opened them to reveal your red eyes.
"Look, Dean. I can explain," you said.
"You were hitting blunts, with out me?" Dean said in a hushed voice.
"I'm sorry I should have told you sooner I just- wait. Did your just ask me what I think you did?" You said with your head shooting up.
"Yeah. I was high all the time I high school. What's the point in going to high school if you can't be high?"
"Ahhh, I see what you did there," said giggled, pointing at him.
Dean clapped his hands together,"now, are we gonna get baked or what?"
You sat down and pulled out all your supplies and got started. He showd you tricks you had never even seen. It turns out that some secrets should be kept.
LMFAO THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE AND ITS 12 IN THE MORNING JDJSKDKDKXK WHAT AM I DOIN WITH MY LIFE😂
