Begonia (Patrick and Ernest)
“Oh..... I don’t know what one this is, either.”
“Ernest, Ernest, Ernest!” Patrick threw his hands up before running them down his face dramatically, reducing Ernest to a giggling mess, holding the joint out from himself to avoid burning himself, a bit skittish with it after waking up with a nasty blister from holding on to a roach for too long. He’s pretty sure they’ve been high most of the last two days. “If you don’t learn the code, we’re gonna be caught out, okay? It means we’re being watched. It means they’re on to us.”
"I got it, I got it. Okay-- I....” Ernest slowed, starting at his fingers a moment before looking up at Patrick, “Oh, shit, what are we doing this for again?” He broke out cackling while Patrick laughed at him, plucking the joint out of his fingers.