"It's a bag. With stuff in it." Knife said, handing it to Fan. Hesitantly, Fan reached over and peeked inside. His eyes went wide. "Muffins?" he whispered, as if he'd discovered a lost treasure. "They were buy-one-get-one-free," Knife lied, the words coming easily. It was a safe lie. A plausible deniability lie. "I couldn't eat both. Didn't want it to go to waste." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - When a hyper-analytical boy and an emotionally stunted stoner end up being roommates, they start to develop an awkward relationship where they're both in love but scared. TW for dr*g use, sm0king, s3x.