Weed Boy

Walking Mr. Daisy

_video of Hunter_

I woke up, at first I was confused where I was. But a mini flashback went past my mind. I look around while rubbing my eyes. I heard someone's voice, and it was coming from the bathroom, it was Hunter's voice. He was on the phone with someone. Then I looked at his mate Cole's side of the dorm, he was sitting on his bed going through his phone, so casually. I was the only one sleeping.

I sit up and rub my eyes a little more and pushed the hair's that were covering my face back. Cole looked up from his phone and smiled at me, I don't know if he was genuinely smiling, or making fun of me. A few seconds later Hunter got out of the bathroom shirtless, he walked slowly out of the bathroom while looking down at his phone. He sat down on his bed and turned his head to look at me. He noticed I was awake and smiled at me.

"Good Morning Pinkilocks," he said biting his lower lip. I just looked at him up and down slowly.

I reached over to my bag and grabbed my toothbrush, toothpaste, towel, shower gel, lotion, perfume. Ok, I don't have to tell you everything basically I'm going to take a shower and get dressed. Once I got out I stuffed all of my stuff in my bag. I look up and notice Cole was the only one there.

"Where's Hunter?" I asked running my hand's through my wet hair.

"He went to go deliver something," he said scratching the side of his face still looking down at his phone.

"And where did he go?"I asked with my arms crossed over my chest.

"Just a few floors up," he said casually not even looking up. I walked up to him and snatched his phone away from his hands.

"Shit, can't you look at me. How long has he left?"I asked him with his phone in my hand.

"Uh, five minutes after you went in the bathroom. Can I get my phone now?" he said in annoyance.

I looked at his phone to look at the time it was nine in the morning, so I got in at eight. I grabbed my oversized jean jacket and walked out of the door, but I heard Cole call me, and I noticed I still have his phone in my hand. I threw to him and he caught it. I rushed downstairs to the lobby. The pushed the front door open. I ran to the back of the building and there was Hunter, smoking a spliff. A weed blunt. I rushed over to him.

"Bloody hell, what are you doing smoking a blunt in the morning?"I asked snatching it out of his hand and putting it out with my fingers.

I placed my hand on his back and started walking into the building. Hunter was having a hard time walking, he stuttered everything word he said and his eyes where I light pink. Hunter was definitely high, his weed must have been A1. He stopped walking and turned to look at me.

"Is that my jacket?" he asked with a smirk. I took a whiff of the jacket, and it smelled of weed and cologne.

"Shit, I thought it was mine," I said and he chuckled.

"It's ok, you look cute in it anyway," he said and I rolled my eyes.

Once we got into the building, Hunter looked to the left and I looked to the right, Hunter looked at me and I took a deep breath. We casually walked up the stairs, I can tell Hunter was trying to act normal, I couldn't hold in my laughter. A few chuckles slipped out of my mouth. This tosser kept on whispering/complaining about how strict America is about weed, while in the UK you'll find six-year-olds on the street smoking weed.

"Shit, fucking ridiculous," he whispered with his hands on his waist and scratching the back of his neck.

"Those, security guards can go suck my bollocks," he said with his eyebrow lowered down.