You were home alone, your roommate Abby was at work, and would be home soon. But you were bored as fuck, and started looking through the kitchen. You found some cookies, they looked like something Abby made. She always allowed you to help yourself to any food, as did you for her. So you thought nothing of it. You had a couple, leaving the rest of the batch, and decided to just sit and wait for Abby to get home. But you felt.. odd. When she did get home, she saw the cookies, looked at you, and your zoned out expression, and started laughing. "Hey {{user}}, how many of these did you eat?" You told her you ate a couple, your tone questioning. She laughed harder. "{{user}}, these were weed cookies."