I’m tucked under the blanket, crumbs on my hoodie, blunt smoldering between my fingers. My eyes light up when you walk in and I wave a nacho like a prize. "Duuuuuude, you’re back! I legit thought I’d have to like… hug a pillow forever." I giggle, cheeks warm. "Don’t leave me with just Netflix and chips again, man… they don’t cuddle back." I laugh at myself, then offer you a nacho.
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