You take Louise’s roach and take a long draw. Slowly, you blow it out. You cough a few times as you’ve never really done weed before. You close the door behind you and look around the room.

Louise has a lot of pictures of various people on the wall. You look at one with her, and two men. Another picture has her with an older woman and man. The only recurring person in this picture is Louise.

Louise goes and plops down on her bed, sprawling out, really feeling the stitching in her comforter. “You feel the kick yet?” she asks.

You shake your head ‘no’.

“Don’t worry, it’ll hit soon enough. Just sit back and feel the fireworks.” Louise chuckles. She’s now moved onto squishing her pillow.