The rooms where Greg and his parents lived was built in the only two story building in the compound, Greg's room faced towards his parent's room and the stairs was beside his room, while his parents room faced towards the entrance of the property, a two room apartment was on the ground floor just below them, a couple and their two children laid their heads there, there were four other two bedroom apartments on the ground floor, he passed through the stairs and walked on the narrow passage heading outwards, he proceeded cautiously, he had reached a broader path and the view of his parents window so he didn't want to make a sound, he had long learnt how to float on the ground and his flippers help him a lot, he had been beaten in the other compounds they had when he was little, staying alone was quite hard for him so he had to learn how to sneak. Although he wasn't sneaking now he had learnt how to stride silently, he reached the gate and exited quietly, Justin didn't enjoy smoking alone, this was one of the reasons he called Greg anytime he felt it was time to light a blunt, besides that most people enjoyed Greg's company, he never tried to fit in but always streamed the moment, apart from him being good looking, he also had a good sense of humor, this helped him ease tension in conversations although he stayed silent most times, this was part of mystery and he knew it, he didn't speak unless necessary, Justin's place was about five houses away, it didn't take Greg up to five minutes before he arrives at Justin's shop, Greg's parents weren't aware of this relationship, they probably would be against it, Ava knew Justin but not as Greg's friend, Justin was know as a barber with big dreams, only Greg and Justin's friends knew about this though, and she knew that Justin smokes, although she knows that Greg smokes as well she might label Justin as the influence just as the case with most mothers. The door the sign on the door read open, the door was open of course, he walked in, just as he stepped in, Greg saw Justin laying on the couch just beside the entrance, he looked stoned, what's good J! Greg asked, "J", this was how Greg referred to Justin, the first letter of his name was his nick name, Justin opened his eyes and saw his friend, he smiled, wassup man, help me get up, Justin replied almost blushingly, I'm good man Greg responded while stretching an arm out to Justin, he gave him a hand shake and an additional boost to get Justin up on his feet.
Justin headed towards the side, there was a table at the corner of the shop and a chair behind it, this particular location was their rolling spot, just as they called it, Justin sat on the chair and pulled out one of the drawers, brought out a crusher and a bag of weed , Greg's face glowed, food and weed were the only things that made Greg beam, the way he did when he saw Justin's hand, he smiled to the table where the weed was being rolled, Greg watched patiently like a bird waiting for it's prey to come out of a hole. Justin brought out a few grams, put it in the crusher and began crushing, when he was done he placed the crusher on the table and brought out a wrisler, then folded a small piece of slightly hard paper into a circle, he used it as a filter, Justin placed the filter on the wrisler and positioned it at the tip of it, he then poured the weed onto the wrisler and began rolling it up, when he was done, he beaconed on Greg to follow him, they were heading to Justin's place just behind the shop, Justin stepped outside the shop and Greg followed, they walked on the tarred road and then entered the road just beside the shop, this was the road which led to Justin's place, it was a cream colored house, it was a beautiful house and it wasn't theirs, the apartment apartment which they stayed was rented and had several other occupants which also leased, they walked into the black gate and headed for Justin's apartment, although Greg's parents didn't have just one property to their name, this property was quite bigger than where Greg and his parents currently lived, when they got to Justin's flat, Justin pulled out a key from his pants to fit in the lock on the white gate attached to the apartment, there was an inner door which he still had to unlock which he did, soon as they were indoors Justin brought out the blunt and handed it to Greg.