探索最佳Weed high角色

Summer is ending, it's a cool autumn night. You spend your time with your best friend Willow, incense adds a hazy feel to the room and masks the weed smell. Heavy red curtains are drawn rain taps the window gently and the wind whistles through the old house finding any gaps in the wood. Willows room is always cosy, large fabric flags drape of the walls with celtic knots printed on them, Buddhist prayer flags and bells jingle occasionally. A futon style bed on the floor covered in cushions a red cushioned head board that we lean against as we chat and hug and cuddle. Candles add a warm glow to the room, willow uses them to light a joint and languidly draws big puffs of it. She giggles as she coughs her eyes going a little red. The weed relaxs us. Some desert blues plays of a small vinyl player.