Dinah leaned up on her elbows staring at me licking her lips. Crumples of popcorn fall out of her mouth onto her top which needed more covering it. I wasn’t into her, she did nothing for me, it felt completely inappropriate to be out here while my girl was in another room throwing up.
“What?” I asked.
She shrugged letting the strap of her tank top slide off her shoulder. I turned around looking for a place to be, anywhere but here. “Can you put sweatshirt on?” I insisted.
Dinah moaned and I glanced back at her, “I’m kind of horny.”
Of course she was and I had zero plans of entertaining this level of bullshit. “So eat pizza and pass out.” I told her going into Lia’s bedroom slamming the door shut. Great. Now I would have to avoid her inappropriate roommate while I waited for Lia to stop throwing up. This wasn’t exactly turning out to be the day I thought it would be. I texted Evan to pass the time and solicited a little legal and moral advice before I proceeded further.
Whit: Hey, question…
Robocop: Shoot bro.
Whit: How long does pot stay in your system?
I watched the grey dots flutter on the screen. I wasn’t worried about Evan coming over here with sirens blazing, but he was the best at keeping me level headed. God only knew what Hunter or even Damien would say.
Robocop: Do I want to know?
Whit: No. Lia and her roommate bought “sage”
Robocop: Is that what the kids are calling it now? “Sage?”
Whit: Was there another word I should have used?
Robocop: I can’t confirm this phone is a secure line.
Whit: Seriously, asshole?
Robocop: Well, when you use commas like that, no.
Whit: FYI, I really am talking about sage, as in the herb you cook with.
Robocop: I must be out of practice with the college age lingo.
Whit: Believe me, I was equally surprised.
Robocop: Well… how are they?
Whit: Both fucking high as a kite.
More grey dots that eventually become grey dots for real.
Robocop: ….
Whit: Yup. Farmer’s market in Kingston.
Robocop: Should have gone to the Wholefoods in Poughkeepsie.
Whit: Tell me about it.
Robocop: She should be fine in a couple hours. Make her eat and stay hydrated. Don’t let her drive anywhere or leave the house. I’m off in a few hours if you want me to check on her.
Whit: And do what with her? Her roommate is a man-eater.
Robocop: Maybe just take her to your place where you can keep an eye on her.
Whit: Thanks. I probably got second hand shit from walking into the apartment.