“Give it,” Haruchiyo ushered, waving his hand for you to fill it with the blunt you were sharing.

As it was returned to him, he took a deep inhale from the blunt. Thick smoke emitted his lips, swirling with the already foggy air.

When you had propositioned getting high together, Haruchiyo was happy to accept your offer. Now, the two of you were sprawled across the bed of his room, passing around a blunt.