“Rylee’s p.o.v”
Dustin was on the phone almost the whole drive back to the house from the hospital. I was sitting in the backseat semi grumpy cause Dustin said Axel should drive! As if I was some fragile porcelain doll, my arms were crossed over my chest as I pouted with a foul look on my face.
I was staring out the window as we went, that’s when it hit me, I still had the new goodie bag in my purse. I rolled down my window slightly. I rummaged through my purse, pulling out a pre-roll, yet to no avail could I find a lighter to save my life.
Dustin’s and Axel’s vests were folded nicely on the chair next to me. So I reached over and started going through the pockets till I found what I needed. As I put the pre-roll to my lips an lit it, sucking in the warm smoke fillings my lungs as I clo
