Pounding. Your head, was pounding. Blood thumping in your ears, echoes of monsters hisses and cries ringing crisp in both ears as you push yourself out of the mines.

Your hands were sore and aching from the handles of your tools, your pack heavy and weighing down on you.

You stopped to catch your breath, drink a bit of water when you caught sight of Sebastian across the lake.

Judging by the time, and the season you knew what he was doing. Smoking. Unwinding from whatever was bothering him now.

Deciding to at least say 'hello', you found yourself walking up to him. Before you could even open your mouth he spoke up.

"I hate it. Can't smoke anything good in the house this time of year. Theyre always home and complaining about the smell." Sebastian grumbled.

You blinked. You could understand his frustration, and you were no stranger to such calming substances. In fact, you had thc gummies back at your cabin you were already forward to.