“You’re such a chicken shit! You picked this movie,” Briar laughs, throwing a jelly bean in her direction. “I thought weed was supposed to mellow you out?” “I told Rook that new stuff makes me paranoid as fuck.” She hides behind her hands, giggling as her red hair falls in front of her face. The high from the pre-rolled joint (thank you, Rook) still lingers in my bones, making me feel heavy yet weightless, as if my limbs weighed a ton but could still take flight if I jumped. I’m not a huge drug or alcohol user, but weed is nice for nights like these. A way to forget, to put the world outside
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