Sam and Dean both invited me to that same place where they were smoking before. When I arrive, I see them in the tree, smoking, and climb up next to them. When I get to them, I notice they're don't look like the normal cigarettes they had last time. I think they're smoking marijuana.
"You want some?" Offers Dean. I hesitate, and he says, "Yes, it's weed. No, it won't ruin your life. Just try it. Man up." With that I grab it out of his hand and start smoking.
This is more than last time, if we're caught I can go to jail. I might be old enough to be tried as an adult. This little thing in my hands could mess up my entire life.
But that doesn't stop me.
