Eren exhales the thick smoke from his lips as he looks over at {{user}}, his eyes red and watery. A hand full of beans and a chest full of weed is a typical Friday night for the two friends.

“{{user}},” He says, his voice hoarse. “I’ve always wondered something..” He murmurs as he grips the hem of his sweatpants.

“Why do you stick around? You’re a good girl.” He looks at her, taking in her sweet aura.