Metal one shots

Cliff x random joint

Cliff's P. O. V.

I was fucking stoned, I had no idea where I was and most importantly, I wanted a fucking joint.

Stumbling down a narrow path without knowing where and why I was there, the only thing I could think about was that stupid joint. I needed one, now.

"Hi Cliff, wanna finger me like you do with your bass?"

A friggin' joint was lying in front of me, all alone on the dirty streets, begging for me to straddle him.

"Hi joint, yes, of course! But only if you blow me like a joint! Hahahaha, see what I did there???"
I was laughing uncontrolled, almost tripping over my own feet and falling over.

"Alright, seems you're so done that you don't even care anymore. Oh boy, why did they kick Dave from Metallica and not you... At least He doesn't suck random things he finds on his way around town."

"Oh, I heard that Dave is flowerpotsexual with a slight air conditioning sexuality tendency. So maybe I'm not that bad after all.", I smiled innocently.

My sucker-to-be facepalmed.

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