"You guys could probably make out at least," Noah suggests, looking around for a bucket of pop corn. He finds the apple bong instead, and fumbles for a moment with a match to re-light it so he can have another drag. He's not high enough for this conversation.
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Date: 2015-11-05 08:55 pm (UTC)