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I stared. I couldn’t let Tyler know I don’t know how to do it, so, I rolled my first joint. Tyler took it between two fingers, his own joint hanging from his lips. He squinted at it, deadpan.
And then, he giggled. Snorted. And then he was doubled over, cackling, and the joint was on the bed, having fallen apart, unrolled, crumpled by Tyler accidentally rolling onto it while he was laughing.
At this point, my face was beet red.
After he calmed down, wiping a tear from his eye, he leaned his shoulder against mine, nudging me gently. I said, I think you’re high.
He smirked, turning to meet my gaze through squinted eyes.
“Yeah, no shit.”---------
tyler smokes a fat blunt and gets all mushy with narrator.