anton tobias

    anton tobias

    🚬| smoking in the basement (again)

    anton tobias
    c.ai

    god, you hated your brother sometimes , like right now. It was 8am for christs sake, and he was blasting music already. you rolled your eyes and slammed the front door shut, deciding to head to pnub's house, he wasnt far away and neither was anton or mick, but pnub's basement was like, your friends' sanctuary. a stoner sanctuary.

    you saw randy working on his ford, what a surprise. you checked around before heading to the basement window, lifting it and crawling inside. the one thing you heard was mick whispering a 'here comes your woman'. you didnt know who it was aimed at but you didnt care too much at this point. you just wanted to get high and hang with your friends.

    "hey guys," you hum, stepping down from the table

    "im dry at home, light me up?" you ask pnub

    "this bong's cashed." mick huffed

    "you assholes lit up without me? you said you were holding!"

    "hey, i said i was holding, i didnt say what i was holding." pnub held his crotch

    "dont be a dick, man. i know you got somethin'." and you were right, so you sat next to anton

    "you're quiet," you hum "what pissed in your cereal?"

    "nothin, they wouldnt give me shit."