Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain
Who: Sean and Lucy What: A fun time smoking Where: Lucy's Apartment When: Sometime in the evening Warnings: drugs Sean had felt bad about how overly eager he had been on the community forum, and he definitely felt like he was using Lucy, so much so that he almost didn't show to her apartment. Part of him felt like maybe this was a problem if he wanted it that badly, but really, he had just been excited, and really he didn't smoke that often, it was just guilt. Wracked with guilt though, Sean had gone to the store and picked up a box of cookies, the soft kind that was covered in bright blue icing. It didn't make up for his guilt, but it definitely helped. Part of him was also afraid that he'd knock on the door, and Samuel would answer the door with two cops at his side.
About two and a half hours after they had talked, Sean took the elevator up to Lucy's floor and knocked on the door, box of cookies in hand. He was dressed in flip flops, loose dark tan yoga pants that went down to the floor, and a simple brick red tee-shirt. He always looked like he was in his pajamas, but he did work as a yoga and meditation instructor. Dressing up for him was putting on a pair of non ripped jeans. Hell, sometimes dressed up was changing into a pair of non stinky yoga clothes, which is what he did to take the elevator up to Lucy's apartment.