❝damn my car still smells like marijuana my mom is gonna kill me, gonna kill me.❞
grayson giggled, poking his best friend who ignored him. the eighteen year old boy pouted, looking at david with wide eyes.
"you know better than to be smoking a joint in your car grayson," david sighed, quickly glancing at the smaller boy before his eyes were back in the road.
"i actually don't know any better." grayson replied, slouching in the passenger seat as he rested his hands behind his head. his pink snapback fell off a while ago, due to him constantly running his hand through his hair.
"i'm taking you to my place, and behave yourself around my girlfriend." david retorted, looking at the smaller boy.
"since when did you have a girlfriend dobrik?" grayson gasped, his eyes widening as he looked at the tall boy.
"since last year you idiot." david replied, rolling his brown eyes and turned off the car. with one last warning the two boys walked inside the small house.
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a/n: lmao when six feet under comes on but it's 12 in the morning
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