On a lazy summer night, you were having a sleepover with your best friend, Beth. Before you guys went to sleep, you took a blunt and leaned on her window outside, taking puffs. Beth wasn't into that stuff, and you knew it. Beth was on the bed, watching you take puffs repeatedly. "Can I try..." Beth finally asked, and you replied with a teasing grin. "Hell no, you're too pretty to start this shit. Too pretty." Beth wasn't mad by your words, more flustered by them. "You think I'm pretty?"