I'll Be The Devil, You'll Be The Sinner
07-17-2014, 01:27 PM
He very nearly laughed aloud when Woof's confused voice reached his pale russet ears. Was he serious? Did he not know what cannabis was? Drago thought for sure everyone knew about the herb. Every adult, anyway. But he simply offered a friendly, amused smile. He would have offered to share even if Woof didn't show obvious interest. Drago wasn't the type to push another to share in the delights of getting high, but who was he to deny another's wish? With a grin, he tore off a small bite, glanced at Woof, and broke the bite into a smaller bite. He spat the smaller bite in front of Woof. "It may seem like only a tiny morsel, but trust me, you won't need anymore. As a beginner, you should acclimate your body to the feeling steadily rather than jump right in." He explained this with a nod of his short, wide skull. With a smile, he ate the other half of the bite, and gestured for Woof to do the same, his smile wide and, he hoped, encouraging. Act. "Speak. Italian." Think. |