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A Little Smoke. || Kas

He was home, another small joint in his hands. He was almost down to the last bit, but he'd make it last for as long as he possibly could.

Smoking was calming to his nerves, and made the angel voices fade away for a few hours.

Their voices reminded him too much of the life he left.

Of the brothers and sisters he left.

Of Father.

With a soft sigh, the smoke escaped his nose and he instantly breathed it in through his mouth to get a lasting effect.

Then the door bell rang.

Getting up, the fallen angel made his way to the door, tapping the joint, and then opening the oaken thresh-hold.

"I'm busy..." He murmured before attempting to close the door and return to his couch.

Faded

ANON I FUCKING LOVE YOU XDDDD

The angel, honestly, has never actually known too much about joints, blunts, nothing

But once someone offered him one.

Well.

He couldn't get enough.

It made him feel lighter. Lighter than he has ever felt.

It made him feel happy, and calm, a feeling he has forgotten about in the past few days.

It was sweet to the throat but burned the tongue, and that sensation was beautiful.

Taking another deep breath, the angel sat back.

Pupils dilating, smile widening.

Happiness comes, happiness goes.

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I don't even

I want what Cas is smoking.

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ALSO UMM FUCK

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