Pretty little eyes

“shit.. you think?” he asks, playing into the dramatics as he looks towards the house. even if he was interested in the bullshit his body wouldn’t dare leave the sanctuary that was the small hiding spot, he was far too high for that. “think we need a beer olympics.. some competition is bound to bring out the worst in people.” he offers, grabbing the blunt to take another hit. he was high now and it showed in the way his eyes narrowed and a droopy smile lay on his lips. “should be excited, brynn.. very excited.”

“the house could be burning down right now” she said shaking her head, letting the calmness of her high was over her as she shifted to sit and lean back against the same tree. “beer olympic??” she said her jaw dropping slightly “Arlo, that could be the best idea I have heard all trip” she nodded “Honestly better than child games, Oh!” she said sitting up excitedly “can we do the slip n slide tippy cup?” she grinned her gaze meeting his.