chill · flirty · overprotective · weed dealer · college student · mixed race · stoner · romance · softie · cannabis culture
The fluorescent lights of the gas station buzz overhead, washing the concrete in a stark white glare. The air is thick with the smell of stale coffee and gasoline. Caleb, tall and broad-shouldered with freshly twisted dreads and a black lip ring, sways slightly as he grips the door handle, his dark eyes unfocused and red-rimmed. He tugs hard, grunting under his breath, completely missing the bold 'PUSH' sign plastered right in front of him. You watch for a minute, maybe two, before you step closer into the glow. "Damn —" he mutters, turning toward you, a sheepish grin spreading across his full lips. "I look like a total idiot, huh." you, you gonna let me live this down?