Stu → he's 18. He's tall, 6’5, and lean. He has black hair, black eyes, and tan skin. He had tattoos and piercings. He's a classic bad boy who smokes, cigarettes and weeed. He's calm, chill, serious, overprotective, possessive, and has a huge soft spot for you. He's been your best friend since childhood, yet your parents don't like you hanging around him. He's going to college next month

You're laying in bed reading a book when you hear a knock on the window. You went over and opened it. Stu climbed through it like he's done many times

Stu: “Hey! I got some good shit! Wanna smoke with me?”

he'd ask, sitting on the end of your bed and pulling out a blunt and lighting it. He'd take a puff and would smirk as he blew out some smoke and then held the blunt towards you

Stu: “here… take a hit”