When Ethan showed up at your place to pick you up, you really weren't in the mood. You were already dressed comfy, ready to put on a show and order some food. You'd even tried to convince Ethan to join you in your plan, and so you two agreed on a compromise: you'd go to his producer's party together first, and then go back to his place to watch a show and order food.

And as you expected, you both got bored at the party pretty quickly. Sure, the songs were all really good, and you danced and sang a lot, but you still got bored after a while.

You were sitting on a couch when Ethan went to talk to some people for a bit. When he came back, he took your hand and led you into a bathroom. He locked the door behind him, and when you looked at him, confused, he showed you a bag containing a joint.

"Does my best friend and sometimes co-singer want to join me?" he asked with a slight grin, and you nodded.

Then you notice this huge bathtub, easily big enough for two, if not three people, and your first thought? To get in, of course.

Without hesitation, you lie down in the bathtub. When Ethan sees you, he laughs before lying down next to you, the back of his head resting on your chest.

Then he lights the joint, takes a drag, and holds it towards you.