"That was smart, taking in a plant. At least he stopped putting LSD in the water he used for the weed after a bad trip. Anyways, yeah, I could use a hit or two. Help me relax a little more. Yo, too. But, tomorrow, we need to at least work on silent charms, okay?"
"You wouldn't believe it," I reply, taking the pipe from him. After making sure the screen is clean, I pack it with some of the weed, knowing Rob is ridiculously anal about cleaning it. I hold out my hand for Matt's lighter when I'm done. "Foreign films. As I said, Mafia kinda low on the intelligence scale. He liked art films and we could talk about things that didn't make my brain hurt from stupidity."
I hold out my hand for the pipe. "He's really particular, but I think you might have seen that when you were there. But, he grows some very good weed. I wouldn't trust anyone else's."
I take a hit before answering. "That might be interesting. Pot's pretty easy, just makes you mellow, so I don't think they'd object. It's no worse than alcohol and they've both had that."
I move over a bit. "With Near? Yeah. I never thought I could be or would be, but we really do balance each other very well. I feel safe with him, in a different way than I feel safe with you, but..." I trail off and stare at the wall. "I need him," I say softly. "I need him to keep from making an ass of myself and I don't want to leave him." I look at Matt. "Now you think I'm a sap, don't you? But, after our last practice, I talked to L, you know that and then I talked to Near. I was pissed that you didn't understand and weren't listening to me. You know how I get when I'm pissed. Near talked me out of going to find you again and talking sense into you." I grin at him a little, "Which turned out to be a very good thing for you."
"You are a total sap, man," Matt says solemnly, taking another hit and flopping down onto the bed. "But, are you telling me to write Near a thank-you note or something?"
I slouch against the pillows, relaxing and grab the pipe for another hit. "Write him if you want. He might get a kick out of it."
I stretch my legs out so they're over his. That's what he gets if he's gonna lay down. "I knew I was in love with him because I wanted to be with him and he broke through my defenses, or I let him through, or both. I wanted him to love me, too. It mattered to me that I was on his good side. Still does."
"It is. I mean, we're all raised to rely on ourselves and on our brains and shit like that, and here comes love and throws that all out the window with emotion and messed up shit like that." Fuck, I'm eloquent when stoned.
"Hey, if you want, tell him he can come over and we'll share. And L, too." I laugh at the thought.
"Oh, yeah, because you're totally unemotional and collected. Always have been. Only Near's insane passion could burst through those cold walls of intellect."
Matt can't stop snickering, suddenly. He takes another hit and starts writing his note.
"But you're right, man. It's fucked up. Not bad fucked-up, like when your adblock goes to shit and your FPS fucking freezes right in the middle of the boss fight. Just... fucked up."
I try not to but I start laughing too. "That analogy is fucked up. Adblock going to shit is nothing like your whole system going to shit, ass. And, yeah fine, probably the other way around, but, you get my meaning or do I have to spell it out for you?" I swear, I'll spell at him if he asks for it. The thought makes me snicker.
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Date: 2008-05-11 07:57 pm (UTC)He laughs. "Yeah, we got out of there, just. L had a strawberry plant with him, so he ended up getting spritzed in the face."
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Date: 2008-05-11 08:18 pm (UTC)Matt starts rummaging through drawers, and soon enough comes back to sit on the bed with a small pipe.
"You first. So how'd you get to know Rob, anyway? Weapons, drugs...?"
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Date: 2008-05-11 08:38 pm (UTC)"Shit, still good." I hand Matt the pipe and flop back against the pillows before breathing out completely.
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Date: 2008-05-11 08:46 pm (UTC)He takes a hit himself.
"... wow, that is good. Jesus."
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Date: 2008-05-11 09:16 pm (UTC)"We should totally try and get L and Near to have some."
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Date: 2008-05-11 09:52 pm (UTC)He nudges at Mello, trying to get some room so he can flop down too.
"So, hey. You are happy, right?"
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Date: 2008-05-11 10:17 pm (UTC)He grins back. It really is very good pot.
"How'd you know you were in love with him?"
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Date: 2008-05-11 10:22 pm (UTC)I stretch my legs out so they're over his. That's what he gets if he's gonna lay down. "I knew I was in love with him because I wanted to be with him and he broke through my defenses, or I let him through, or both. I wanted him to love me, too. It mattered to me that I was on his good side. Still does."
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Date: 2008-05-11 10:27 pm (UTC)"Dunno if I had any... like, defenses. But holy shit, man, I love him. It's fucking weird."
He's reaching to the bedside table for a pen and paper. (Yes, he really is going to write to Near.)
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Date: 2008-05-11 10:31 pm (UTC)"Hey, if you want, tell him he can come over and we'll share. And L, too." I laugh at the thought.
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Date: 2008-05-11 10:38 pm (UTC)Matt can't stop snickering, suddenly. He takes another hit and starts writing his note.
"But you're right, man. It's fucked up. Not bad fucked-up, like when your adblock goes to shit and your FPS fucking freezes right in the middle of the boss fight. Just... fucked up."
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Date: 2008-05-11 10:58 pm (UTC)He isn't entirely sure what the fuck they're talking about, but it's funny. So that's alright.
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Date: 2008-05-11 11:10 pm (UTC)Mello's laugh is apparently pretty infectious, because before he knows it Matt can't stop laughing either.
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Date: 2008-05-11 11:22 pm (UTC)Knock knock. He can hear the laughter from the hall.
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