Anthony just laughed as Terrence smacked him upside the head before lifting the joint to seal it. He supposed it should be kind of sad that he knew what he was doing, especially with a Muggle drug. He blamed his sister. Candice, who was quite a bit younger than him, had introduced him to pot. Then again, she had always been the adventurous one. Though Anthony thought he was starting to improve that trait in himself.
"Fucking virgin," he added once more. "See, unlike sex, in which a virgin is usually bad..." Not like he knew. Please, he had standards. "Smoking your first time...this could be hilarious."
He knew his had been. Besides, it wasn't like he planned on letting Terrence become a pothead. This was to celebrate their victory on life. Tomorrow they could resume their badassery. Lifting the joint to his lips, Anthony reached for the lighter he bought and quickly lit the tip.
Not that he exactly wanted to announce it, Anthony hadn't smoked pot in a long, long time. Inhaling deep, he took as much as the tainted smoke into his lungs as he possibly could, before passing the joint to Terrence.