With a deep and frustrated sigh, he stopped his quick strides and turned to face the woman with a scowl on his face, noticing the joint between her fingers.
Were they the ones he made?
Nevertheless, she's way too high and out of it.
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Were they the ones he made?
Nevertheless, she's way too high and out of it.
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Taking a step backwards, angling his body so she wouldn't fall over him, he raised a brow.
"Thanks. But I don't smoke weeds."
Lies. He smokes weeds.