The Constellations - Boyf Riends

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After Micheal and I smiled at each other, for a weird amount of time, Micheal decided that it was time to get stoned. I told him it was my first time getting high, but he said he would make sure I was okay. He said 'That's what buddies are for'. For some reason I wish he said something else. But I don't know what. 

He then lead me down to the basement. Most of the time this is the area were the main character of a horror movie would get murdered. But I soon realized that I wasn't going to get murdered. Micheal isn't the murderous type. When we finally reached the end of the stairs, I was in awe of the basement I saw.

Fairy lights lined the wooden beams. They hung from the ceiling like stars. Two beanbags placed nicely next to each other. And best of all a video game console and a T.V sit on the far end of the wall. 'It's nice, right?', Micheal questioned. I nodded and made my way quickly over to beanbags. I launched myself onto it and I heard Micheal chuckle behind me. 

I just buried my head farther into the bean bag. It was so squishy. I loved it. 

I was knocked out of my strange thoughts by Micheal gently tapping me on the shoulder. I turned back to him. He was holding a rolled paper in his hand. I asked him what it was. This made him chuckle. 'It's a blunt', was all he responded with before pulling out a lighter. He pulled the flame up to the blunt, and it sparked. I stared at it. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand was gliding to the flame. 

Micheal then grabbed my hand roughly and pushed it back towards my body. 'Dude, don't go burning your skin with my blunt. I don't want you to get hurt', he said. I looked up at him. I nodded. He smiled. 'Alright, I'm gonna shotgun with you since it's your first time', Micheal whispered. I nodded once more. He then scooted closer to me. I scooted closer too. Soon our knees were touching. 'Jeremy, all you gotta do is get really close to my mouth and suck in the smoke that I let out', Micheal explained. My face got a little red when he said I had to get really close to his mouth. But I nodded. 

Micheal pulled the blunt up to his mouth and inhaled deeply. I leaned in closer. Until our noses were touching. Suddenly smoke erupted from his mouth. And in one quick breath, it bleed into mine. I pulled away slowly. Micheal looked over at me. 'Good?', he asked. I just responded by taking the blunt away from his hands and pulling it up to my lips.