matty was high on the couch again. the room smelled like weed. he smoked his joint on the green leather couch, he looked so good. he loved the rush he got from the weed. you sat next to him on the couch, he turned his head to you. “you wanna.?” he said, making it very clear what he was implying. you nodded, which made him immediately move closer to you and on top of you. Oh when you gave in.. you gave everything, until you did it again..