New Kid

"Hi uh, I need like four cups of coffee man, can I come over?" I spoke to my phone. "Yeah? Cake would be awesome too, save me like two pieces." Frank stared at me, looking confused as fuck.

I hung up the phone and smiled to Frankie.
"We gotta move." I said, walking past him.

"What the hell? Coffee and cake?" Frank yelled at me. He wasn't used to this guys code language.

"My dealer wants me to use these kind of words, you know like like 'four cups of coffee' means four grams and by 'cake' I of course mean space cake, so don't you worry now."

"Oh... we just spoke about weed and stuff like that." Frank answered to me.
"Yeah I got that." I giggled.

Time-lapse

I knocked on my dealers door and expected him to cautiously open it.

"Get in motherfuckers!" he screamed from his apartment. "I'm having a Lord of the Rings marathon, wanna join?" He asked from his sofa, not even looking at us.

"Actually we're here for some coffee and then we're gonna go."

"Oh Gee, hi." He turned around with a beer on his hand, and came to hug me.
"So four grams and some cake?" he turned around again and went to his bedroom.

"This shit tastes like lemon." he yelled.
"Fucking awesome!" I screamed in joy.

"And this cake will make you trip so hard that you shouldn't smoke with it. There's 3-4 grams in each cake." he said handing me a small bag and a small box.

"Yeah we're totally not smoking with these cakes." I said to him, already knowing that we were gonna do that.

"So this is like 120 bucks." he said to me. I gave him the money and put our stuff into my bag, and we left.

"Let's go roll a spliff and eat some cake." I said, while making my turn to the woods.
"But... that's excactly what the dude told us not to do." Frank said, in a questioning tone.

"So? I've done this before, nothing happened." I tried to assure Frankie.
"Well then..."

Time-lapse

"I hate you!" Frank yelled, while I was rolling around on the ground and seeing things.
"I feel like I'm dying." Frank whined, sitting down.

"Just try to enjoy it." I whispered back to him, rolling to his side.
"Just try to fucking stay alive." he whispered back to me.

"I love you Frankie." I giggled, staring into the sky.
"You're pretty cool Gee." Frankie smiled to me.

I sighed and rolled around to see someone staring at us.

"Kids... what are you doing here? Are you drunk?" it was a cop.
"No..." I answered, trying to act sober.

"Just come with us." he said, and someone walked to my sight behind him, and then I blacked out.

Notes

Pretty short but yeah.....,