Could it get any worse

Amy

"Just plain brown wraps??" I picked the properly rolled joints to examine and dropped it back in the tray on the table.

They all looked like mini cone tobacco and you could smell the strong skunk stench all over, it was obviously the good stuff, probably a hybrid that was very much exclusive to just rich people. My blood rushed in excitement just thinking about how lit it was going to be.

Lara placed different small snacks and cakes in bowls that all smelt good before us.

How on earth did this woman whip stuff like this in minutes?

So not only did she look like a goddess and fucking wonder woman but she also had the baking speed of a confectionery goddess. Azariah came back and sat on the couch adjacent to me which was close enough since the chairs were just little red couches placed at ninety degrees of each other forming two baseless triangles surrounding the center table.

"Are you superhuman??" I asked Lara as she brought the next batch of snacks which I didn't even know tha