"Wyd?" A text from you lights up my lock screen, which is - you guessed it - a picture of you.
"Hanging out with a friend. You?" I already have it typed in seconds but I wait a full five minutes before sending.
"Do you want to smoke some bud and then head to McDonald's? My fatass is gonna have the munchies for sure." Kameron stands up and stretches as he talks.
"Do you even have to ask?" I snort, following him to the car. The park is nearly empty, but we still drive to a lonely neighborhood to smoke.
You haven't responded yet, so I share a blunt with Kam while I wait.
"Hey." Kam says when I glance at my phone. I look up right as he snaps a selfie. "Got yourself a new profile picture right there." He laughs.
He sends me the pic and it's not bad. His shoulder covers the blunt in my hand and I don't look too chubby or high.
"Same." You finally respond.
I'm high as a kite at this point and I have no idea what to say.
So I change my profile picture on Facebook.
"Which friend are you with?" Another text from you appears on my screen after another 5 minutes
"My best friend Kam, why?" I respond maybe too fast.
You call me then.
"Who the fuck is Kam?" You ask and Kam is laughing at some meme really loud. He sounds like Goofy and it makes me snort.
"My friend, silly." I repeat, too high to notice how pissed you sound.
"A guy friend?" You ask, but it's not really a question because you know the answer.
"Yeah." I say as Kam passes me the blunt.
I puff, puff, pass that shit back as you say, "What the fuck? You don't see me hanging out with girls. You know he just wants to fuck you right? Unless you've already fucked him...."
"I haven't fucked him." I'm kind of in disbelief. You must think really low of me.
"I'm sure." Then you hang up. Just like that.
Kam finishes the blunt and tosses it out the window. "You look like you need a Mcflurry."
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Saint
عاطفيةIf you've ever been in love with someone you cannot stand, you'll understand the way I feel about Saint Anthony McCloud. Yeah, the name sounds heavenly doesn't it? Its cause that boy is a blessing. Or a curse, depending on how you see things.
