The difference between actually smoking a spliff and munching on something that was marijuana infused was the intensity and the time in which it took to feel the hit. With smoking every pull you could feel the weight of reality being lifted off of you. Pound by pound, bit by bit-- unspooling all your worries away. Edibles- on the other hand- much like wine had a tendency to sneak up on you. One moment youâre wondering if thing you consumed had the slightest trace of the desired substance and the next youâre stroking your fur throw repeatedly because nothing has ever felt quite like a physical form of euphoria- until now.
The antique clock in the corner of the room read 2:43-- am. It had been exactly 36 minutes since ingesting the brownie when Zoey felt the sudden onset of its effect. The tell tale sign being her giggling- uncontrollable, nonsensical giggling. Once it had subsided thatâs when the more-- enlightened Zoey appeared-- her head turning slightly as she laid on the floor of the drawing room to really look at her company before the question came tumbling out, âdo you believe in destiny?âÂ
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