reluctantheartcd:
@cxrolines
sawyer walked with his mouth slightly agape and his eyes quite small, reeking of weed. he’d always found that it was the best way to cure a hangover, and also the best way to deal with repercussions from a fight. noticing caroline, he walked toward her and took a seat, looking up at her and smiling wide before speaking his mind, “how much higher do you think sea levels would be if spongebob wasn’t there.”
caroline could smell sawyer before she actually saw him, stifling a slight laugh. of course he was stoned right now. “not sure,” she said, laughing, “but i don’t think it would be as high as you, sawyer.” he almost looked adorable in his state, and caroline was a little jealous — being stoned beat being hungover, and if it wasn’t for her hatred of the smell, she’d ask him for his stash. “don’t tell me you were just watching spongebob, though. i thought you had better taste.”















