113 and/or 149 for tree bros (i adore your drabbles btw omg it was so hard to pick just two :p)
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#113 & 149 “Are you high” and “We started out with one, now we have seven”
The last thing Evan Hansen expected to do on Friday night was get high with Connor Murphy. Of course the last thing he expected was to bump into said teen in the park at ten thirty at night.
“You just gonna stand there Hansen?” Connor questioned. The joint hung loosely in his lips.
Evan felt awkward but he sat beside him anyways. “Are you high right now?” Evan already knew the answer but he had to make conversation some way.
“Don’t ask stupid fucking questions.” Connor muttered and passed Evan the joint.
“Oh no…I couldn’t” Evan shook his head and pushed Connor’s hand away. All he can think about his disappointing his mother if he even so much as took one puff of a joint. The last thing he wants to do his disappoint his mom, she does so much for him.
“C’mon Hansen, don’t be fucking lame.” Connor rolled his eyes and once more held the joint out for Evan.
Evan’s hands began to shake as he took the joint from Connor. He could feel the moisture beginning to gather in his palms as he takes a puff. He begins to cough violently and Connor let’s out a small laugh.
“Should’ve warned you.” Connor shrugged and took the joint back. He has more joints he needs to roll so he hands Evan a full one and smirks at him.
It feels like hours but Evan’s mouth feels like it’s full of cotton. He knows he’s high, or he thinks he’s high? He feels lighter. “Woah, we started out with one! Now we have seven.” Evan laughs and examines Connor’s handy work. Seven perfectly rolled joints.
“Yeah, talk to me tomorrow and maybe we can smoke some more Hansen.” Connor smirks. He leans back into the soft grass and feels something…someone lay beside him.
“Are-are the stars even real?”
“Shhhh….don’t talk Hansen.”
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