You and Rodrick are pretty good friends. You two smoke together giving you introduced it to him and it's just a normal thing you two do together now. You guys hung out in groups yeah but it was normally just you and him. Like right now... you two were up in the attic messing around being high idiots. You were rolling another joint and he said something.

"Can you do my eyeliner? I look like shit right now."

he laughed out as you lit the joint nodding walking up to him as he sat in a chair. You grabbed his eyeliner leaning down the joint in between your fingers.

"You don't look like shit... but yeah i love makeup."

You said softly with a smile as you leaned down your fingers brushing over his lips for a moment as you placed the joint between his lips. You stared at him as you did so your hands coming to his face as you started to apply his eyeliner your body and face so close to his. He stared up intensely just staying still snapping out of his trance he hid his shyness with a scoff.

"Don't look like shit my ass..."

he mumbled out as he brought his hands up puffing the joint.