[M] - the devil's playground.

Barrett · 01-29-2012, 06:50 PM

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-Ultramegafail-

Opium made for a much different high than pot alone; it made everything heavy. After just one hit, he succumbed to gravity and flopped onto his back. It was a slow, deliberate manoeuvre — it was quite unlike a drunk tumbling over, but instead like a weary soul falling into a feathery bed at the end of a long day. Barry heaved a contented sigh and wriggled into the blanket, smiling as the stars twinkled cheerfully from above and the Earth embraced him from below.

Before long, he heard powerful footfalls and became dimly aware of shadowy movement just beyond his field of vision. Ezra's bemused expression soon materialised from the darkness and the mocha hybrid offered a stupid grin. He heaved himself up on one elbow and offered the smoke to his pal. This one's got some kick to it, eh? A mischievous wink accompanied his friendly warning; as far as he knew, the husky had yet to experience this more potent drug.

The loner was about to slide back down when something so profoundly unexpected happened, it actually managed to rouse him into a state of excitement. Sage! he exclaimed dumbly, scrambling into an upright position. His tail thumped as she took a seat between them; her question elicited a jubilant laugh. Oh, it's a party here every night! he mused. And chyea, help yourself! he offered, apparently willing to let Ezra fill in whatever blanks he desired. If his disheartened friend didn't want to share the unfortunate circumstances behind their arrangement, Barry certainly wasn't going to push the issue.

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