Garden of Eden

[cappy_flowers]

A rather loopy Flowers sat against the back of blue base, in boxers, with a lit cigarette hanging from his lips. He wasn't smoking his treasured plants, but rather this cancer stick he had swiped from one of the rooms in the base, along with a lighter. Was he weening himself off the ganja, or what? Leonard didn't like his weed, and he didn't like

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[pvtcaboose]

Caboose's head hurt too much to sleep on. The cut was aching dully, and it was bothering him to the point that he couldn't even stay in his room. And so, he wandered around blue base, clad in naught but a pair of blue pyjama pants and a white t-shirt (the one with the kitten on it was in the laundry).
Once he had satisfied his urge to explore the inside of the base, he ventured outside to search for more interesting locations. He blinked when he recognized a lone figure sitting behind the base.

"Mr. Cappy? Why are you sitting here all alone?" He asked, trotting over and floping down next to him.

[pvtcaboose]

"Will I get used to it if I do it lots? Because I have never done it before..." Taking another hit, the rookie blinked off into space. "Of course my lungs are virgins. They have never done those things. They are inside my body, and people cannot fit down my throat." He mumbled, blushing a little. "Well... sort of. But not that far down."

[cappy_flowers]

Cap crouches slightly, then leans forward to settle on his stomach, head cradled in arms with joint between lips. "Deepthroater, eh?" he murmurs, blowing smoke out of his nose. "...hope no one shoves it down into your lungs. That'd be bad."

[pvtcaboose]

Caboose perked his head slightly. "What does deepthroater mean, mr. Cappy?" He asked innocently, letting out a quiet cough as he inhaled more of the fumes. His head was starting to feel a little funny, but he couldn't figure out why.