“ no way! i tried to grow weed in high school but i accidentally killed off the plant. y’think it’s hard? i might try it again. ” taking a sip of his water, fingers gently tapping on his knee, already feeling a ┈𖬺͟.
“ thanks man, appreciate it. that's really cool that you got connections and all. i grow everything myself , it's mainly for my panic attacks. ”
she'd take one out of her case and light it up shortly afterwards , exhaling it with a big sigh.
“ thanks .. ” taking it in his palm, dipping a finger into the bag and running it along his upper gums. “ hey if you wanna get some of this sometime, i can get you a real good discount. i know the guy who cooks. ”
“ i can't say that i do but , i will say that i do not rain on other people's sunshine— if you catch me drift. ” she'd open up her cigarette case which had nothing but joints in them and offer one up to him with a smile.
“ hell yeah, do you uhm .. ” reaching into his many pockets, though a different one than where the candy was, retrieving a little baggy of blue crystals. “ you do anything stronger than smoking? ”
that got a laugh out of her , the image of a kid dressed up for halloween running down the street with a giant candy filled bucket. “ i wish i was there , i would've laughed my ass off dude. ” she'd hold up a finger to let him know she needed a second then she put the case down +
twizzler into his mouth. “ yo .. you can’t just smoke in front of me without sharing. gimme some. ” making wide eyes at her with a chuckle, it usually worked on his parents .. back when he was living with them.
“ in my defense, i was stoned and i got confused. like .. kid went sprinting down the road with this giant jack o lantern plastic bucket. it was funny as shit. ” bursting into laughter, shoving the rest of his ┈𖬺͟.
“ how the hell do you accidentally give a kid the whole bucket? ” she questioned, head tilting in a curious matter. she'd take a bite of her mini twix before nodding in agreement. “ yeah , the kids are always super cute in their costumes and they're so polite. ” +
“ dude i kid you not .. i greened out last night and had to chase a kid down the street cause i accidentally gave him my whole bucket. that was like thirty bucks worth of candy. ” unwrapping a mini twizzlers, biting ┈𖬺͟.
“ don't fall asleep with candy in your mouth next time. ” she teased before perking up when he held out a handful of candies— oo , nice. she'd take a few before unwrapping one. “ i'm sorry you didn't get a lot of trick or treaters , dude but more candy for us. ”
“ did they? man, sorry. i guess that’s what you get for tryin’ to kill me. ” chuckling to himself, reaching into one of his jacket pockets, holding out a handful of assorted wrapped candies. “ here, take some. ┈𖬺͟.
“ i would've wrote something cool . . like .. uh, you uh, fuck. i got nothing. yeah you would've died to fucking halloween candy , but only because your snores sounded like a damn helicopter landing. ”
she'd take a seat next to him , feet propped up.
taking a dramatic sip with a roll of his eyes. “ i could have died .. what would they write in my obituary? died from halloween candy? that’s so fucking lame. ”
“ how the hell was i supposed to know you had food in your mouth? you're fine . . drink some water. ”
she'd wave her hand dismissively before grabbing a water bottle from the coffee table to hand over to him.