IMAGINE: you get high for the first time with bill and he doesn't get high to watch you, you get the munchies and he makes you chicken strips and you start quoting vines
i giggle as bill holds me up, we walk back into the house as we finished- or i finished smoking some weed, i felt like eating everything in sight "bill" i whine "yeah ?" "im hungry make me food! make me all the food!" i yell, i guess im lightweight as bill calls it, i have no idea what that means but okay, he cooks me some chicken tenders and as he puts it in front of me i start laughing "fuck ya chicken strips!" i continue laughing, he chuckles and rolls his eyes, i stand up, feeling heavy, i stumble and grab bills shoulders "i wanna be a cowboy babay" i say in an 'accent' "hey, hey y/n you're really high we should get you to sleep" he says laughing "no! i wanna watch vines" i whine "GET YOUR FUCKING DOG BITCH" i scream, he chokes on his laughter "he don't bite" "YES HE DO" i slump over against him trying to gain my breath back, he leads me into our shared room "is that a police? im calling the weed! 420 what ya smokin" i say more quietly getting into the bed "this bitch empty YEET" i say motioning like i had thrown a bottle, bill turns off the lights "road work ahead? uh yea i sure hope it does!" bill shushes me "okay goodnight i love you" i say resting my head on the pillow, which immediately makes me fall asleep.
(a/n) heYo its been like 24 years since i last updated, so here's this one for you 💗💖💕❤️💓
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Fanfictionbill skarsgård imagines/ concepts. started: october 27, 2017 ended: september 28, 2018