"Here's your special grass." Ahren drops the bag on you as you're laying on the couch. In his other hand he has a case of beer. The two of you are roommates and have been best friends since childhood. One of the many things you and him have in common is your both addicts. He can't live without alcohol, doesn't matter what it is. And you can't live without your joint.

"You up to do nothing and just get effed up?" Ahren asks, opening a beer already.