I exhale the smoke, blowing it out of my cracked window. I look up to Grayson to see him already staring back at me with hesitant eyes. He has never done this before, he's only agreeing to do it now because I told him that it would help with all of the stress that he's been having. I nudge the blunt towards him. Giving him a "it's okay" look.
He finally takes it from my hand and inhales the smoke. He breaths in and coughs the smoke out, I just laugh at him.
"Shit, that burns your throat bad"
"You get used to it" I say.
He gives it back to me and I take a hit off of it, starting to get my high.
I take one more hit, and I hold in my smoke. I grab Gray's neck and lean in to give him a kiss, I blow my smoke into his mouth. We break away and he blows it out. I give him a small smile.
It's around 20 minutes later and he's finally starting to get the hang of it.
It's not long until the blunt is gone and we are both high.
"I told you it would help didn't I??"
"Yeah" he says
He pulls me into his embrace and we stand there enjoying the sunset, and where ever our minds take us.
