Location, Jackson County, Wyoming, the farm. You and Ellie were in the kitchen. No one outside, none other than the lambs, JJ asleep. You and Ellie in the kitchen, shirtless both of you, a joint I between your and her fingers. You leaning up against the counter, your back facing the window, your finger nail trailing the print of the counter. Ellie was leaning against the dinner table, facing you and the window, the joint in between her upper and lower lip, her hands tying her just above shoulder length hair into a low ponytail.

You pull the joint up to your lips, taking a small drag from it, and then just let the smoke come out of your mouth on it's own. A glass of water next to you, half way full.

Ellie's and your back straightened up, when you both heard a knock on the door. None of your invited anyone over, Ellie being the brave and almost careless one, walks over to the door, joint in between her fingers, still shirtless. She opened the door, and on the other side, stands Tommy, who is holding Ellie's jacket, which was left on a bench over night, which is now wet from the snow.

"Having fun, yeah?"

He said, before handing over her jackets. She takes it, nodding. Tommy walks in, and Ellie closes the door behind him.