"again?"

Matt asks after you told him you didn't eat all day. You could say the same thing to him about sleeping. You guys sit on his roof late at night, it's a cold, still night. A good night to just chill. Cry. Laugh. Talk. You guys do this a lot, you and matt are best friends. Matt hardly ever sleeps, you hardly ever eat. You both try to comfort each other the best you guys can.

You pass the joint to matt, blowing out a thick cloud of smoke