Your mind was out of it, your dorm room smelled of weed and drugs. You weren’t sure what as going on anymore, as the world waned from focus. All you knew is that you felt good, bubbly and contented.

Laying there topless and high, staring at the ceiling and laughing to yourself, suddenly the door to your dorm clicks open. You were too slow to react and,

“{{user}}-? What-what are you doing?” Kaye’s voice was calm, but worried and also…angry?