It's all in your head
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She was a coy one of sorts, a slyness to her personality he oddly seemed to enjoy. She seemed to understand his ways and had no qualms with them--if anything, Razekiel guessed she had been in his place before one way or another, or at least known the uplifting effects those drugs brought. "Every second alive is worth breathin'," he grinned, watching the designs of the ceiling waver and wiggle, and the coyote giggled without explanation to her. Eventually she took the joint he offered without the hesitation she presented earlier, and Razekiel could only lay back and smile as the effects set in on her. She relaxed immediately--he could see her back curl, her eyelids droop, and her smile extend. Such beautiful effects that smoke had.


Lucia admitted to more things, all of which he simply grinned at her for. They reached his ears, dwindled briefly in his head, and exited again; a chill slid down his spine as his name rolled off her tongue, and such a marvelous sound did it make in her beautiful voice! He pushed himself up on an arm and looked her in the eye, half-lids drooping somewhat before he flopped down again. "You are a beautiful thing, everything about you, Luuucia," he gurgled, then suddenly burst out into laughter. "Ahahaha, I enjoy all kiiinds of company, man. There is nothing greater than the company of others and the things they bring! To sit and talk and smoke--how wonderful, and the stars gaze at us, jealous! But oh, the greater things company does, oh..." he wiggled a little, then finally noticed her extended arm with the joint in hand.


"Ah, keep it, love," he said, straw eyes plastered contentedly on the ceiling. His thoughts shifted briefly back to Ocean Flower, Sage, Micah--all of them, and how happy they'd been! Ocean Flower was far now, however, and how he ached for her in so many ways. "I'm toasted, man. I'll roll another." He made some small flail of the arms that looked like an effort to get up, but they sunk back down to the bed soon after. Clearly, getting up was not priority.



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