Alright guys! No one requested this buuuut! I follow this super cool chick on here named Sof (tumblr is @myherowritings ). She asked for someone to write a High!Shinsou fic, and since Shinsou happens to be my favorite *cough* sorry Kirishima *cough, cough* I decided it needed to be done! Anyway hope you all enjoy, especially you Sof! (Ps I loved Number Neighbor and You Suck a Gaming! They were beautiful and I'm look foward to the next part [and the end] of Turn on you Airdrop and Ghostwriter!) Also I'm pretty equipped for this because my friend and I used to go into school baked and come up with the stupidest conspiracy theories that made no sense. Anyway I'm done talking for real now!
"Okay, no listen. Just-Just hear me out." I giggled out while passing the recently rolled up blunt over to my best friend.
He rolled his purple, half-lidded, blood shot eyes; gently putting the blunt between his lips.
He took a deep breath which caused the end of the blunt to light up bright orange for a few seconds before it turned back to a dull gray. He took another small inhale once the blunt left his lips, and then held his breath for several seconds as he stared at me. He than blew the smoke that had been incubating in his lungs into my face.
I laughed as I swiped lazily at the smoke that clouded my face, watching as it slowly dispersed around my room.
"There's nothing to hear, that would never be true." He voice, once again passing it over to me.
I repeated his previous actions. Placing it gently between my lips, watching it light up then fade again, the small intake, holding it, and then blowing it into his face. Unlike me though, he let it float around him before it floated off and disappeared.
I passed it back to him before speaking. "What do you mean? How could you possibly prove that the world isn't one big hologram?" I asked, waiting patiently for him to finish his hit to answer my question.
"I couldn't. It's just a stupid thought. Why would we be in a hologram? A real conspiracy is the Secret Society."
He passed it back to me, but before I took a hit I asked, "Secret Society?"
"Yeah, basically a group of people rule the whole world. Some think they pull the strings behind scene and others believe it's not secret at all and it's actually the Council on Foreign Relations."
I passed the blunt back to him with a shake of my head. "Then why are there wars?"
He shrugged his shoulders, taking his hit. "Because they're bored?" He spoke as he blew the smoke out. He started another hit as I got comfy against the pillow fort we made earlier.
"That's a stupid reason for war."
He shrugged again, blowing out the smoke before passing it over to me once more. He then layed down beside me as I started my next hit.
"Isn't every reason for war stupid?"
"Yes, which is why we should overthrow the government. And I'm not just talking about our government, every government! Make it a free world for everyone, where everyone has opportunities and choices! Where they're free to be them! Now this is how we'd do it."
I took another hit as he started going off on how to over throw the government, the world really.
For the rest of the night, this was all it was. Hitoshi and I taking hit after hit, talking about stop shit that'd never happen or be true, and staring at the glow in the dark sticker stars pasted onto my ceiling until we fell asleep cuddled in each others arms. Safe from the world in the little world we created ourselves.
