Okay, when Steve brought in weed, you and Soda were a little surprised, but then again, neither of you were bothered with doing so- you all had the house to yourselves for the night, the others in the gang might come in at some point, but hey, you've all seen Dallas in worst states then just smoking a little

So now you're sat on the floor with your two best friends, you've just sorta felt the hit, not that you mind, you flop onto your back, Steve laughs and joins you laying on the ground, then Sodapop follows, flopping his arm out so it's laying over your torso

"This feels real weird" Steve says chuckling, and looking to you

"It ain't all that bad, ain't gonna do it again though" Sodapop says with a little laugh as he looks over to you as well