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You walk through the empty city streets of outer banks, exhausted from the day you previously experienced. you grab your keys from your pocket, walking into your small studio apartment. you and your friends decided to go to a bar downtown, to celebrate that the stressful week has finally come to an end. You walked into the fairly priced bar, and next thing you knew, you were shit faced and your friends left you behind, leaving you no choice but to walk home. Luckily, you and your intoxicated state got home safely. you take off your shirt, leaving you in a bralette and your jean shorts. You walk into the bathroom, your hair was a mess and so was your makeup. Your head was pounding from the alcohol that was coursing through your veins and you knew only one thing could make your stressful day seem more relaxing. weed.
your feet padded throughout the apartment, walking into your room. your open your drawer, digging underneath your clothes, finding the an ounce of marijuana.
you grab your lighter and rolling paper, preparing your blunt.
you lay on the floor, taking a hit or two, the strong drug immediately putting you in a euphoric state. "fuck" you say, dragging the "k" you close your eyes, taking a few more hits, the stress you were cncerning you earlier, not even relevant anymore.
you grab your phone out of your jean shorts, dialing Jj's number. "JJJJJJJ" "Y/N, why are you calling me this fucking late?"JJ says, his voice was raspy. "want to smoke weed?" "wha- Y/N, it's almost 2 AM.." "and your point is....?" you could hear his sigh. "fine, I'll be there in five minutes" he says. "Thank you," you say, ending the call.
- you hear the front door slam shut, knowing it's JJ. "well look what we have here? having fun?" JJ says, hovering above you. "mhmm" you mumble, your eyes half-open. JJ grabs the cigarette from your hand, placing the cigar in between his lips. he lays down beside you, you giggle at him, though he was doing nothing funny. "what are you laughing at?" JJ says, a smile appearing on his face. "you" you giggle, laying your head on his chest.
- after a few more hits, you were both high, laughing at nothing. literally nothing. "want to play a game?" you asked. "sure, why not" "21 questions?" "sure, hit me," JJ says, sitting up and taking a few more drags of his cigarette. "well... I don't know....when did you lose your virginity" you asked, your eyes meeting his. he smirks, his hand cupping your cheek. "eight grade, Tina Diaz. in the....in the woman's restroom" "Tina? holy shit!" you chuckle. "Yeah, those were the days. how about you? who did you lose your virginity too?" JJ says. "well... I haven't yet. I don't know, I guess I never had the time. I almost did once, in ninth. but I threw up, considering it was my first time drinking vodka" you blush, embarrassed. "Hey, hey. there isn't anything to be embarrassed about. we're still young." JJ says, flashing you a reassuring smile. "how...how about we change that. you know I wouldn't want you to lose your virginity to some dumbass you know?" JJ offers. without a slight hesitation, you say yes. JJ smirks, leaning in connecting his lips to yours. a simple kiss turns into someone bigger, way bigger. he lifts you up, your legs wrapping around his waist while he kicks your bedroom door shut. the throws you on your bed, hovering over you, taking his shirt off, revealing his toned abs. "shit" you mumble, biting on your lips slightly.
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