You’d been sitting in your room,when suddenly you hear something small hit your window. Quickly after it happens again. With caution you approached the India opening it slowly, you’re not surprised to find Eddie looking up at you from just below your window.

“ what? I couldn’t sleep though I’d come bother you, plus-“ he reaches into his pocket

“I’ve got weed” he says it in a singsong way. He makes his way into your room from the window, not so gracefully.