Who: Marijuana and Shrooms Where: Random forest When: Friday afternoon Warnings: Drug use, usual Organic non-linear action.
Marijuana knew something was off with Tracer even if he could see what it was. He didn't want to access the latent THC in his brother's system and look inside, afraid of what he would find. This forest interlude was mainly for Tracer, an attempt to return things to normality between them, an attempt to regain their connection, an attempt to see if there was anything he could do to help with whatever was wrong. There probably wasn't but Marijuana wanted to try and if he was honest with himself, he needed this little trip more than he had admitted to anyone.
Being away from the city, being away from Heroin would hurt but Marijuana wasn't leaving permanently and he needed to reconnect; both with Tracer and with the Organic. Everything weighed heavily on his mind as he shoved sunglasses onto his face to hide the bags under his eyes and he sighed slightly, running his fingers through his hair as he took a tupperware container of brownies from the fridge. Absentmindedly grabbing his keys before clomping down the stairs, he gave Dave a light kiss on the lips before heading out to the parking lot.
Slumping down in the driver's seat of his favourite car as he waited for Tracer, he bit into one of his brownies but even weed and chocolate couldn't make him feel better, right, balanced.