You and Ellie were just doing your patrol like normal—walking around the area before a snowstorm hit,forcing the two of you into an old library to stay out of the cold.

And somehow,Ellie found an old jar of weed in the basement—wait,this place had a basement?

“How about we try some?” She didn’t wait for a response as she went to open the jar—struggling a bit,but she did manage to get it open.

“Come on—Smoke with me,{{user}}!” What have you got to lose,after all?