16- quarantined

He's hilarious, he can be a business man with how easy it was for him to stock the apt full of pot . I'm glad I didn't have to pay but damn not that much. It'll take more than three days for myself and my friends to smoke everything he just ordered.

"Yeah I'll meet u at the door in 7 minutes" before he hangs up the phone he said to the delivery driver. Its taking me a little bit to even understand how he knows about all this. I've been a cavewomen driving myself and buying myself, the trip for me normally take a lot longer than what I just witnessed.

I'm cleaning realizing my place looks like shit, I just took some massive bong rips and looked up to see clothes, shakes on the table. Dirty dishes and food still on the counter. The fuck!! My bed looked like a robber came in and went searching for money, the mattress was off the frame, my sheet no longer grabbing the corner, cum spot of the sheet, fully visible for any visitor to see, I grab the clothes mixed in with the comforter. Sprayed down the bed with my coach perfume and fixed it all up, I turn around and it's the aftermath of a hurricane, we were that crazy? how is it so messy, I forgot I had been painting day prior to him coming over and deciding to live in for half my week.

I have everything tided and cleaned when I realize there no food

"We need food," I gesture waving him out the door continue asking "you coming or having it delivery"

I thought he'd jump up, his body language is saying he's couch locked

"Delivery, u don't get paid to go grocery shopping" he tells me, then again with his phone.

Did he just ordered groceries? I don't know if he's lazy or stoned or the next prodigy for the effiency award? Wait is this the normal him as a domesticated man? I know it's only been four hrs Ill have to wait longer for an assessment.

Well since I'm not obligated to run my life outside this house and I now have a minion to grab all those I'm going to start painting again. It's the positive outcome that matters.

It's now turning into a collection, I quite like the first two, I decide to keep run with this idea until the trees can't form in my brain anymore.

I lay the two canvases by the window and the finished one on the easel.

I look down from my seat, and in my paint zone i see this disgusting cleaning solution I hadn't gotten rid of. Moving to dump it in the bathroom I see in the corner of my eyes sky watching me, bong in hand, I think I turned him into a smoker?

Dumping out the solution I finish rinsing the tumbler and walk over to sky, smiling I grab the bong out his hand and pull open the pot drawer

"U don't have to heavy hit when ur baked to shit sky" I chuckle and dig around for a battery and resin cart. Ooo, gorilla glue. Not a heavy hitter as a pen but potent as a smoke... should I?

"Like before all u have to do is just press the button and inhale like a bowl" giving the example I couldn't wait to taste it. Inhaling I can feel the thc start to go through my body.

I hand it over to him and grab my brushes, once I grab the bong I realize why he's holding it..

"Sky!! Rules, keep it tucked in!" I say in sarcasm after noticing the tent that was perched up.

He smiles and adjusts himself.

I start painting well aware he sitting there not moving from where he was before I started cleaning. I didn't want to turn, I could just feel him stare at me, once that feeling was gone I turned my head and see him with his head slumped back, sleeping with the pen still in hands.

Newbie.

I played music and painted the rest of the time.