"'Course I recycled, silly. I'm organic, gotta protect the earth that grows my pot plants." Marijuana simply stuck his tongue out at his sister when she reacted to his innocent little tossing of the pillow and opened the door for his siblings. It was still a cluttered apartment, mostly empty ashtrays on every free surface, peeling posters on the walls and drug paraphernalia littered about, but the garbage was gone and Marijuana was proud.
He basked in Ji's praise, looking over at Harmony for his opinion as he set his armful down beside the couch to sort out for later. "I figured if we're having a party, might as well trash a clean apartment, yeah? Just so we can look at it when the party ends and compare."
Marijuana plunked down into the middle of the couch, putting his feet up on the coffee table and smiling up at his siblings. "So what inspired your shopping trip?" He asked, reaching for a joint on the coffee table.