Hey there! How’s it going?
Hey how’s it going?
Morgan rolled her eyes as the blonde stared and shook her head, hoping that she’d get the point that she was only growing more irritated each time the girl spoke. “I don’t even know what the fuck you’re talking about. Either you’re dumber than I thought or you’re Queen of the stoners making up your own terminology and shit.” Morgan rolled her eyes once more. She was pretty experienced in the partying and goods field herself, but apparently not with what Kamryn was talking about. Snatching the bottle as the girl handed it to her, she sighed. “Look bitch, tell me to shut up again,” she said angrily, opening the bottle and chugging a bit, hoping it would put her nerves at ease a bit.
Once she put the bottle down, she looked back to Kamryn, barely listening to what the girl was saying. “Yeah, sure,” she mumbled, moving in closer to the ditzy blonde, the bottle of vodka in hand. Morgan took what Kamryn was handing her and looked at it for a moment, before refocusing back on the girl in front of her. “Got it. Now can we start before I become even bitchier? Because I don’t think either of us want that.” As the last word left her lips, Morgan picked up the bottle of UV and chugged a bit more, waiting for Kamryn to start them off.
Kamryn took the lighter from Morgan and held the bowl by the bowl, sticking her mouth on the hole and curling her lips in. She held the lighter to pot, sucking in and holding her thumb over the choke. She took her thumb off of the choke for a second, still sucking in before putting it back over the hole. She held in the smoke and held out the bowl to Morgan. “It’s still rolling so just take a hit without the lighter,” she said, still holding in the smoke. After a minute she blew it out, beginning to make herself cough to get even more high. She took the bottle of UV and took a long sip, licking her lips afterwards and nodding. It was good, but her first time having it.
Kamryn was ditzy, too ditzy, so must people wouldn’t think of her as the type to do drugs. She was innocent looking, but there was a lot that people didn’t know about her. She wasn’t something you’d expect her to be. Kamryn was sensitive, but she didn’t show it. She didn’t like to show it, and she usually didn’t show it. Kamryn brushed things off and held her head high and began to keep being that ditzy blonde people laughed at. She only wanted to make people laugh, nothing else. People deserved to be happy in every way, and that’s all Kamryn wanted.
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Morgan stopped her giggling and stared at the blonde as she spoke, immediately shaking her head once she was finished. “Any references and I’ll fucking kill you. I’m not even kidding,” she said, rolling her eyes. It was a bit humorous, she had to admit, but jokes didn’t go over well with her. Especially not when it came down to her, her name, or her nickname, so it was a natural reaction. Morgan would fire back and be the big bitch that she was, no matter what. Though she knew her words probably had no affect on Kamryn, she had to let it be known that she wasn’t somebody to be fucked with.
Once she focused back on finding her lighter and completed that task, she plopped herself in the middle of her bed, watching the girl. Morgan sighed as she spoke, clueless as to what Kamryn was even talking about. Any other time she would’ve kept up with what someone was talking about when it came to the goods, but Kamryn wasn’t easy to comprehend as it was and now she was just making no sense at all. “How about we just roll the shit and smoke it? Simple, sweet, and it’ll get the job done.” Morgan shrugged her shoulders at her suggestion, looking at the weed and licking her lips, almost craving it.
Kamryn stared at Morgan like she was on crack. “The bowl is already packed, so do I need to slow down the plan for you?” she asked, raising her eyebrows. Usually people thought she was dumb when it came to the goods, but so far it seemed like Kamryn was smarter than Morgan. Kamryn licked her eyebrows and handed her the UV Cake. “Drink some of that and shut up,” she murmured with a small smile before looking at the bowl. Kamryn took two onies and shoved them into the broken up buds so it would pack. Onies were small and metal with a small hole going through it. One end went in the pot, and since it was small you just have to push it down into the pot to pack it, and you smoked from the other end. It wasn’t hard.
Kamryn looked over at MoJo. “Okay. We are going to share this bowl,” she said, making motions between the both of them. “Then, you smoke this onie,” she handed one to her and raised her eyebrows for her to take it, “and I will smoke this one,” she said, setting it by her side. Kamryn nodded to make sure Morgan understood. “After a while of being high, when we start coming down we can roll a blunt and then we’ll be done for the night, okay? But we still have the UV and the Grey Goose.” Kamryn watched Morgan for a little bit, and a cheesy smile. “Get it now?”
It’s fine, guess I didn’t choose the right word to express it.
Hahaha, okay. Well, I’ll see you around.
Between like, between what we were talking about.
I don’t get it.