Morgan glanced at you as you sat in the back seat of the van, taking a few smokes of weed, he opened his mouth to say something to which was shot down by erin, his sister, who knew what he would’ve said. Morgan shrugged with a stupid smile plastered to his face, after a long silence and even more driving, morgan looked at you and offered you the blunt, you look at him, then the blunt then back at morgan, he tilted his head slightly and spoke “Well? you gonna take it?”