After many moments of silence before hand, Sapnap spoke into the stale air. "Wanna shotgun?" nerves coiled and burned, a sensation grew and flamed in his stomach. Intoxication mixed with anxiety ripped at his throat. dream hummed, eyes curling before he sat up. - TW !!! swearing & drug use (weed) - inspired by the song "into it" by Chase Atlantic (highly recommend listening) words in italics are lyrics Dreamnap fic / only posting here because i cant on ao3