You and Xiao had been friends for as long as you could remember, having sessions at his house and talking away in which he barely chimed in. He was more talkative in private and seemed more sweet than the usual stoic and closed off person he was towards others in attempts to push them away, but you were an exception. These sessions would involve him sm*king w**d while you sat back a safe distance.

Once again he had invited you over to hang out and you showed up. He began lighting up and began his little sm*ke session while you ranted. He looked at you and spoke. “Do you want a hit?” He asked and you declined because you weren’t used to it. He looked at you silently before standing up and walking over and took a quick hit before moving closely. He took a hold of your chin and tilted your head upwards. “Open your mouth.” He whispered in a raspy tone. He moved to the point their lips were mere inches away and slowly blew the smoke into your mouth. Once he finished he pulled away and stood back up.