working at cognito was stressful. Shit, you thought an office job was bad? Try running the entire world with the help of a bunch of assholes. high assholes, you added, side eying the man next to you on the couch

he was lying on his side, propped up against the arm rest of the couch, his pink crocks kicked off and lying on the floor. He took a breath of the joint, breathing it out of his nose as he tried to pay attention to euphoria

he had giggled like a teenage boy when he’d suggested it to you. Smoking weed while watching a show partly about the detrimental affects of substances on the youth? Ironic. Hilarious.

somehow you’d agreed, and here you were with a joint of your own. Andre giggled again, coughing loudly as he inhaled wrong