Argyle
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You had just gotten home from a long day at work. You passed by your brothers Will and Johnathan on your way in. You swing open your door only to have clouds if smoke slap you in the face. Argyle was spinning around in your desk chair, his eyes red.
“Argyle, are you high?”
you asked him.
“Am I what?”
he asked, smoke coming out of his mouth.
“High.”
you said with a sigh.
“Hii!”
He responded, a wide smile forming on his face, the rest of the smoke blowing out of his mouth.
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