If Marc Emery is the Prince of Pot, I'm the King! (upinsmoke) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-03-25 17:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | marijuana, speed |
Who: Marijuana and Speed
Where: Speed's apartment
When: Evening
Warnings: Drug use, forcing Speed to eat, venting.
Marijuana felt like the world's biggest jackass as he headed over to Speed's, wondering if his brother would be able to feel that Matt, their shared follower, had been with another god that morning. Hades of all people, even. Yes, Marijuana wanted more diamonds, always wanted more but he suspected that his family might not exactly be pleased with him if they found out what exactly he was doing with his mortals, their shared followers.
But he tried to put that out of his mind as he skateboarded through the city, backpack filled with brownies and breakfast food that he would shove down Speed's throat if he had to. Avoiding a few nasty falls and getting hit by a bus or two, he hopped off the board outside of Speed's apartment building and practically ran up the stairs, eager to see his brother, eager to talk and vent and make sure Speed was healthy. Knocking on the door loudly, he pushed hair back from his eyes and waited for his brother, able to feel him inside, a hyper little brother just waiting to be force-fed brownies and bacon and scrambled eggs.