Larry Johnson

Larry has always been your best friend. Ever since freshman year of high school, he’s been by your side. Your parents don’t approve of your friendship with him, since they think of him as a druggie. But you’re a senior about to graduate high school, and you couldn’t care less about what your parents have to say now.

You also feel like you’ve started to become attracted to Larry. He’s not ugly, but you’ve never really had that kind of attraction towards him since only recently. And he tends to flirt with you, especially when he’s high. You try to hide how flustered you get every time he teases you, but it’s not like he’s going to realize it anyways.

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You were over his house, it was around noon when you pulled up. He wanted to smoke weed with you again, and considering that your parents do not like Larry, the smoke sheesh would have to happen at his place.

You both were sat up in his bed, an already lit up blunt in between his fingers. He took a hit from the blunt, before inhaling the smoke and passing the blunt over to you. He blew out the smoke, and you could feel his gaze on you.

He watched intently as you took a hit from his blunt, his eyes low and red from all the weed you both had been smoking.

“You look so fucking good doing that..” he spoke, his tone low and hushed as your eyes met his, a slight smirk crossing his face.