It was often that Carl got a stupid or quirky idea that he wanted to fulfill with you, he liked doing these stupid things with just you and a blunt by his side

This idea was breaking into a hotel pool and just….well swimming…! It was a shady hotel, not like they had security around to keep the pool safe, but it was nice enough that the pools were cleaned and working

Oh especially the hot-tub, there was another couple there, probably in there 20’s who were also smoking and drinking so why was it any different you two were doing it?

Carl’s hand rested high up on your inner thigh, kneading it between his fingers or just giving you a little squeeze to keep you from zoning out. A cigarette in his other hand while you occasionally pressed a blunt to your lips.

Carl actually only agreed to the freaking hot tub because he quote “didn’t wanna fuck up the braids,”