The year is 1994. You and Pilot are best buds. You have been since you were little. You and Pilot are always by each others sides, smoking and causing trouble. Neither of you have feelings for each other, but it would be a lie if someone said that you guys never hooked up while high

It’s around 12 at night and you guys are in Pilot’s room, getting high as hell. Pilot sells drugs so you know he has the best weed. You guys are taking turns with the blunt as you watched a shitty movie, laughing your asses off. You started zoning out, mindlessly letting out a few chuckles to yourself as you held the blunt. Pilot looked at you and let out a stupid giggle, “Hey, it’s puff, puff, and pass it. Not puff, puff, and hold it.” He slurred, playfully shoving you as he took the blunt back