[For Roger] NYE party in the Kinney room

[queer_as_brian]

[Continued from here.]

And in perfect, stupid contrast, Roger was just following. He wasn't looking around, and he wasn't really dodging people so much as shouldering them carelessly. There wasn't a lot of room with all the bodies around, and it was shove or be shoved, in Roger's mind

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Roger did make himself comfortable by flopping belly-first onto the other side of the bed. He took another long hit and held it.

"I've got Blue Moon. 'S all I wanted," Roger croaked in his attempt to speak without emitting any breath, and then he exhaled, eyes closing blissfully. "And this is the best fucking weed I've ever had."

[queer_as_brian]

Brian snorted and took another drink, holding out a hand for the pipe. "Let's see."

[one__song]

Roger took one last hit before rolling onto his back and passing the pipe to Brian. He held his breath for as long as he could and took his time exhaling.

"Well," he completed the cycle and closed his eyes. "I've done a lot of weed. That's probably the best."

[queer_as_brian]

Brian was no stranger to weed, himself. He'd always bought the best he could get, just like with anything else.

He took a hit and held it in, considering the smoke as he exhaled it again. "...Not bad," he agreed, smiling faintly as he took another hit. The stronger stuff would come later.