Puff after puff, Taehyung let
the smoke invade his lungs
for a few seconds before
blowing it out with a small
hole created by his
puckered lips.
He put his phone up to his
ear before hitting his joint
again as he listened to
the ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Joon! What're you
doing right now?" He let
the smoke out.
There was an audible
sigh coming from the older's
side of the phone. "I'm kinda
busy right now."
"Wanna try and drop b-"
"I gotta go. Sorry, bro."
