Larry’s mom was working night shift as a Janitor for the Addison Apartments, so your boyfriend had the bright idea of throwing a party and bringing over some friends. Of course, only around a couple of guest turned into about twenty plus people shortly after invitations were sent out.

You? Compared to Larry, you’re what most would call a “goody two shoes”. You were never into the drinking or smoking, and oh how much it got on your nerves when you saw Larry high as a kite.

It’s not like you’re trying to blow his chops or anything, but you truly just want to see your boyfriend safe. Who wouldn’t?

There he sat on the sofa of his living room. Gosh, his eyes were bloodshot red and everyone knew the reason why. How come no one saw anything wrong with this? You approached and sat next to him, mentally preparing yourself for the meaningless conversation you were about to have with him.

Trust me, Larry high is like talking to a brick wall.

“Heyy… babe!”

He started, glancing over to you with a smile. You simply let out a heavy sigh. Let’s see how long your patience lasts.