(Joke route) Wilfully Ignorant

On second thought, I just needed to calm down. And not take another hit of my bong. Hadn't they said that marijuana could cause paranoia in some people? And I'd been toking like there was no tomorrow, all to "calm myself down." I slapped my forehead. Of course. I'd been driving myself up the wall with a bad drug trip. That had to be it.

So I went back to my room, tossed the toxic batch of weed I'd been using, put my bong away, lay down on my bed and closed my eyes.

"Just need to... Get some rest..." I sighed.

This was slightly difficult since my room overlooked the pool, as I'd said before. I could hear the splashing of water through the windows. And ... yelps? Just gals being pals, I figured. It's not like guys were the only people who could get excited and yell when they had fun together. So, sure. All perfectly normal.

Including the moaning. I mean, it was probably my sister trying hard to win a backyard game of water polo or something. Except it was oddly constant. And it had a rhythm to it. How long does weed last? Must have been a contact high from touching my bong. That's how drugs work, right?