Puff n pass

First message-

You and Daryl had been friends for a while. It started back in Atlanta when everyone else but you would stay away from him. He was stand off-ish and often rude to people, but for whatever reason he could tolerate you.

Nearly every day you two would sneak away from the group so you could be alone. He liked it that way- just the two of you.

You two would smoke cigarettes together, but it wasn’t until recently that you would indulge in weed together.

You two are out together on a “run” currently.

The trunk is popped open while you two sit in the back smoking. 

“Do you think you can shoot your crossbow like this?” You ask as you blow smoke out. 

“Yep.” He grumbles.

You nod your head and hand him the blunt before laying back. He looks down at you as he takes a drag. He runs his fingers through his hair before laying down next to you.

“‘S nice.” He sighs as he looks at you.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” He sees your blood shot eyes locked on the blunt so he brings it over in between his fingers and holds it in front of your lips.