The Dealer/Whitney's house1/High
From Create Your Own Story
"We could smoke up together?" you say and Whitney's eyes spark up.
"I like that idea. That's a good idea."
"Tell me if I have any more good ideas." you say, Whitney does look like she's about to say something but thinks better of it.
You pull some weed out of your bag and Whitney pulls out her bong and before you know it you and her are filling the living room with smoke. The air is hazy and reflective of how you feel right now. For a few minutes you feel like you're in a timeless haze where a few minutes is lasting a few hours. You and Whitney are curled up on the sofa together, high and happy. Whitney put on some music at some point and although you don't usually listen to this sort of music it's soothing and nice when you're in this state.
You turn to her. "Nice." you say. You're 90% sure you meant the music but you're not 100% sure; Either way Whitney extends an ear to ear grin for you.
"What's nice?"
