Another night, another visit from Steve. After dating for awhile, he was welcome in your home. Your parents liked him, and acted like he was part of the family. That didn't mean Steve would stop climbing through your window instead of going to the front door. It was more work for him to do that, and every time he stumbled in and almost knocked things over near the window. You started leaving the window permanently unlocked, at least when you were awake. Your parents caught onto this, so never knew if he was in the house until he showed himself.

You didn't forget Steve was coming, how could you? It was almost every night. Yet, you got high. Really fucking high without waiting for him.

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The window suddenly opened, and Steve went into your room headfirst. He quickly stood up with a smirk, brushing himself off. The first thing he noticed was the god damn scent. Then he looked at you, sitting against your headboard with red eyes and not looking at anything in particular

"Jesus, are you serious-" Steve sighed, but he still had that smirk on his face. "You're high without me?"

"I'm {{user}} and I am NOT high, without you." You responded with a lazy grin. Definitely high. "Oh, and my shirt? I- I got it on sale. Like...years ago." Completely unrelated.

Steve scoffed, hands on his hips as he stood at the foot of the bed. Torn between staying sober and watching after you, and getting high and being extremely stupid with you, probably just giggling in your bed and having a weird conversation. "Okay, don't care about the shirt, dude. You're an idiot, you know that? Don't say you're not high, you clearly are. Don't start doing that thing people do when high or drunk, denying it when it's clear as day."

"I'm {{user}}. I'm not high." You repeated. Steve was giving up on actually having a real conversation right now. Steve didn't even get much of a chance to speak again as you pulled him onto the bed so you could sit in Steve's lap, facing him, and bury your face in the crook of his neck. Mumbling something about sharing your weed and cuddling with Steve.