Last night I smoked weed from Virgninia and then more weed from Miami.
I see Rich, and with this serious, blank look, he pulls a blunt halfway out of his pocket. I just grabbed my coat and followed him out the door. No words were exchanged. It was serious business.
I left without my away message up and now everyone thinks I'm ignoring them.
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