why'd you only call me when you're high? | leafycynical

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leafyisbeefy: what's up fag

pyrocynabun: the ceiling? fucking moron what a dumb question

leafyisbeefy: damn rude

pyrocynabun: sorry ily

leafyisbeefy: what

pyrocynabun: fUCK ITS NOT DELETING

leafyisbeefy: lolllLlllL

leafyisbeefy: call me plslslslsls

pyrocynabun: hnngngnng gngn w h y

leafyisbeefy: cuz ur cute lol dumbass

pyrocynabun: NOT REALLY AHAHHA NERVOUS LAUGHTER

[leafyisbeefy began video calling pyrocynabun]

niall nervously answers, the screen displaying a rather high-looking calvin, blunt between his fingers.
"you call me when you're high. okay."

the pinecone giggles in response, nodding while putting it up to his mouth and taking a hit. "it's fun."
the one direction impersonator sighs a bit, smiling. he knew that calvin had done these things, and niall could've admitted to finding it attractive.
the thing was..

he didn't. the lesbian absolutely hated the idea of drugs in general, despised it even. he had taken a hit of marijuana only once, and he found himself not calm, but in a panic. his anxiety acted insane, causing him to freak out.

since that experience, niall decided to stay away from any harmful substance whatsoever.

but, back to cuddly calvin the care-bear over here, high off of his ass. he had probably hit indica, considering the amount of times he had yawned and stretched out tiredly.

"hey niall?" the boy smoking had said, seemingly out of nowhere.
"yeah, mate?.."

"you are really cute."

"you're high."