i got five on it

[gygaxed]

[ Eddie has been high plenty of times in his life. For the most part, he prides himself on his tolerance, on just how much it takes to really get him feeling something out of body. That's why he had wanted something stronger, a strain that was designed to be his undoing. And yes, he wanted to smoke with his girlfriend, but the problem was she was an extreme sort of lightweight in comparison. It was a careful balancing act, only letting Chrissy take the occasional hit while he worked at the majority of the joint. It would do him no good to let her get too fucked up. It had happened a few times, ended with her pawing at him, but he had always turned her down and waited for her to fall asleep, not wanting to feel like he was taking advantage.

Tonight is different though, because he's being careful about the ratio of hits they take. Eddie is trying to set them up on the same playing field, so to speak. Some bullshit movie plays on the tv, a rom com that they both have long since stopped paying attention to. Eddie reaches back behind him, lets what's left of the joint drop into the ashtray. Wayne is away for yet another night shift, and they have the trailer to themselves tonight. ]

Hey, baby. [ His voice comes out in a slow drawl, pulling Chrissy on top of him as he settles back on the couch. Every inch of her feels so impossibly good, even when his fingers are only tracing over her clothes. ] How're you feeling?