Stan.:
*Sits on his bed and falls back* "Bill is coming over, great, what the hell am I supposed to do, why would I invite him over, what is wrong with me?"
Bill: *Walks to Stan's house* "why'd he invite me over?" *Texts him*
Stanley ♥︎
7:01 pm
|Im omw rn|
𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥
|Okay see you|
7:10
|So wait, why am I coming|
|over again- | 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥
|I wanna talk to you about| |something- |
|um, okay-|
Read
|Yeaaaaa....|
|Bye|
|bye|
Read
7:28
Bill: *Arrives at Stan's house* *texts him*
Stanley ♥︎
7:29
|Im here|
Read
|okay, come through the back | |door, it should be open- |
|Okay-|
Sent
7: 30
Bill: *Walks around to the back of the house* *comes in through the door*
Stan: "Hi,"
Bill: "Hi."
Stan:"So, um, you wanna come to my room?"
Bill: Ive been in his room twice the entire time we've known each other, and mostly im only invited to his house for his birthday, "Uh, Sure-"
Stan: *Walks to his room*
Bill: *follows him*
Stan: *sits on his bed and falls back*
Bill: *sits on Stan's bed next to him*
Stan: "So, uh, you wanna watch a movie?" *looks at Bill* i would much rather be watching you than my stupid tv, but hey, its not like you like me or anything-
Bill: "Sure" *Looks back at Stan* god, why cant I just do it, just fucking kiss him already, oh thats why. He. Doesnt. Fucking. Like. You. God I wish he did.
Stan: "What movie you wanna watch?"
Bill: "What if we didnt watch a movie?"
Stan: "I-"
Bill: "Just asking-"
Stan: "Do you smoke?"
Bill: "What-"
Stan: "Weed-"
Bill: "Never done it but i could try..."
Stan: "Okay" *opens his nightstand drawer and grabs a joint and a match*
Bill: "Can I light it?"
Stan: "Uhm, Sure-" *Hands him the joint and the match*
Bill: *grabs the joint and the match, strikes the match on the matchbox and lights the joint*
Stan: holy shit, he looked hot doing that-
Bill: *Puffs the joint and exhales* "You gonna try it?
