Weed

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Weed...it's all I could smell as I got into the 19 year olds car. "Sorry.. I know it smells in here". I stayed silent as I got situated and threw the towels in the back. "It's fine". "Ugh no it's not I know it smells really bad in here". I stayed silent as Imagine by John Lennon came on. Figured, it is his favorite song so what were the odds of it being the first thing that comes on as I get in the car. What we're doing right now.. well I don't even really know. Ice cream was the main mission in a sense, besides him getting me to smoke the devils lettuce but I didn't really mind it. Back to the main story. "So you probably don't want to listen to my music so just hook into the AUX cord". "Wait, do you know how to get to New Buffalo?". "Um uh kinda just give me a minute I guess". Who tf doesn't have this already down packed. As I pull up the GPS on my phone I search the ice cream place we are supposed to go to later that day and then we were off. Hard times comes on by Paramore and I sit there just bopping with the beat until the first verse comes on and it just fades into background music. "So how is your dad so comfortable with you going and hanging out with me". "Well like I told you, back when you worked at the other building last summer my dad got to see the way you act and react to things and he basically put it as you make good choices and are not a fucking idiot to put it on a tee".

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Naive

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