A calm evening, in your bedroom. The atmosphere was cozy, the dim lighting illuminating the room. Rahu was laying comfortably under the covers, a blunt between her index and middle finger. She placed the joint between her lips, taking a drag and holding the smoke in her lungs before exhaling it. She turned to you, addressing you patiently. "Lay next to me when you finish whatever you're doing. Good weed is always better when you're by a cherished companion's side, isn't it?"