Down in a Smokey Basement

Naturally, you didn't have more chances to meet with Jake again at school. A frustration, but there was only so long you could hang around without drawing suspicion. Jake suggested instead that you hang out with him at his home. The mere prospect would have made you wretch in the past. But, knowing that he had more of that wonderful **** was all the encouragement you needed.

So, that's how you ended up sitting awkwardly, in perfect posture, on the fraying couch in Jake's basement. You'd come dressed in what passed for casual clothes. A bright novelty T-shirt that you'd gotten on a class trip to Cartoon World, paired with a freshly washed pair of jeans. It made you stand out from the stank of the chosen venue. Everything had a musk to it that smelled masculine. There were dirty socks and sneakers in some spots. And the entire space clearly hadn't been dusted in years.

But, the most overwhelming aspect was the smell. A scent you knew vaguely as belonging to Marijuana hung over the place. It wafted out from every corner, from every candy wrapper, and from the wreck of the couch itself. It also hung in the thick, smokey air.

You'd picked a seat by Jake's side. He had two friends over, juniors, who were sitting up front by the TV playing some videogame of some sort. Jake vaguely made small talk, and you tried your best to answer without being too awkward. The laziness of it all confounded you. These people hadn't done _anything _today. Was that normal? Were it not for the siren's song of more Gud Gurl, you'd probably have left almost immediately.

"Hey, Princess." Jake laughed. "You want a puff?" He held up the join that he'd been rolling for the past ten minutes.

"No thank, you." You shook your head. "I don't partake."

"Well, suit yourself." He lit it up for himself. Idly, you wondered if it might have been better to just agree. After all, you were here to take something _far _worse for you then weed. Jake passed the blunt along to his friends who were gaming. Once they'd had a bit in their system they started to laugh more. Loosen up.

That part you understood. Or at least were starting to understand. Still, you wished they'd just go. Because, once you were alone with Jake, you could have your next dose.

"Jake." You smiled at him weakly. "What do you think about sending your friends to get some drinks so we could engage in a...private conversation."

"You don't need to talk in code. Jeez. They know you're here to buy from me."

"Oh, yes. Of course" You bit your lip.

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