weed responsibility

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we went to the store last night?

are you okay?

| @nah

audrey looks absolutely fucked

i'm so confused.

which one of you is she actually dating?

all of us ;)

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"dumbass, i'm right here!" i called to fitz, watching as he laughed at my attempts to get his attention. crossing my arms over my chest, i pout as he keeps his contact focused on the bright computer screen. "where did the boys go today?" his shoulders rise and fall.

"went with eden to get supplies for our trip tomorrow" he responds, clicking and tapping on the laptop. turning to me, his mouth curved up, creating the perfect smile.

"so-"

"come on." he stood from the couch and walks over to me. "let's go on an adventure." voice full of amusement, his hands reach out to me, grasping at the air.

"if it's to the store again, i'm not going." rolling his eyes, he helps me pull myself off of the couch.

-

we laid in the grass at the park, both getting higher than a kite as the sun dawned, creating an orange and pink ray to bleed onto our exposed skin. "audrey," he questioned.

"yes?"

"will you do me the pleasure of being my girlfriend?" narrowing my eyes, my mind flowed with thoughts. laughs fell from my lips, but it wasn't his fault. "w-why are you laughing?"

"i don't know... cam we're high. i don't want to answer this without us both being in our right state of mind. because right now i want to roll on top of you and kiss you, but i know i'm fucking wasted. so, that being said, i don't have any clue what i actually want."

"so? do it. if you're so fucked, you probably won't remember it." shifting my head, i take in the others appearance as his eyes settled on my mouth. my body rolled over to his, gently folding my hands around his face.

leaning in, i felt that connection again. it felt so risky... like if someone were to find us we would be killed or something horrible would happen. i loved it. i loved this. pulling away, i heard the heavy pants of his, my mind being left to obsess over this.

snaking his arms around my waist, he pulled me closer, reconnecting our lips again. why did he make me feel this way? why him? why now? why was i so careless. every time a person shows any bit of interest i fall head over heels for them, not fully understanding the other persons worth... but he was different. he caused that bubbled to fill my stomach and cause my breathing to hitch.

"we should head back." i groaned, pushing myself away. "it's dark anyway." standing, i felt my head become heavier and my vision becoming more radiant. "oh god." i mumbled, planting the palm of my hand onto my forehead.

we somehow made our way through the dark streets that were lit by the house lights. opening the front door, we heard the knocking over of many items and shouting

"oi! shut the fuck up cunt!" mason squealed. cam and i exchanged a look of exhaustion.

peering into the kitchen, we saw a couple broken plates sprawled over the floor, along with ice that was melting. mason was crouching on top of the counters and swagger was holding the sides of his head. staring at the floor with disbelief. "you're a fucking idiot." swagger chuckled, grabbing the broom from behind him. "jesus."

"i don't know how you do it, cam." he turned to me, his pupils dilating. "how you live with them." he shrugs and rubbed his eyes. we were both fighting the sleep that called our names.

"it's my biggest struggle." he fell onto the couch from the back, flipping over and breaking the class coffee table. "holy fuck!" he cursed.

racing over, my hands grip his shoulders and pull him off of the ground and away from the shards of glass. "oh what the fucking fuck!?" swagger bellowed, eyes widened as he stared at the broken table in awe.

"daddy long legs here tumbled over." for a moment, we all made eye contact, then a sudden burst of laughter filled the room.

———

awaking the next morning, i saw glass shards inches away from my face. "where the hell am i?" taking in the brightness, my eyes finally focused on my surroundings.

"oh fuck." i cursed, covering my eyes with the palm of my hands memories of last night flooding into my mind.

standing, i take in the view of the dismantled table that has yet to be cleaned up. quiet filled the house, an unusual sound... sneaking up the stairs, i twisted the bathroom door open and was glad to find it to be empty. i splash water over my face, relieving some of the drowsy feeling.

"audrey?" someone whispered against the door. my eyebrows furrowed as i yank open the door coming face to face with matt. "you look exhausted."

"i am. last night fucked me over." he nods, leaning against the wall. "i haven't gotten high in sooo long." we both chuckle, thinking of past times. "so, this whole eden ordeal."

"yeah," he sighed. "wasn't my proudest moment... but i know she has great things for us in the near future. i just felt like we needed one because we are not organized people." matt crossed his arms, staring blankly into the hallway. "i just don't want this group going to shit."

"i can't help but feel like it's my fault." he turns to me, his face churning. "i don't know. you and cam i guess. and having jay and toby gone... i just... i feel like it's my fault."

"audrey, me and cam have to be adults. we know it's your decision and whom ever you chose shouldn't start a war. because if we both truly adore you, we would want you to be happy. even if it's without us." he shook his head and trudged back to his room, leaving me to become engrossed in my thoughts, thinking about how what he said is accurate. i guess it's just me who feels like a horrible person for having to choose.

even though i know it's cam.