Stoned After Midnight©

Heyoka Productions™ presents…
Stoned
After
Midnight©
Created by Daniel Alspach.

They all sat there in the room; A sense of boredom could be felt across the area.
“Dude; Let’s toke...no one else is here.” said Jeremy, a tall slender boy with a light brown goatee and a very messy, shaggy kind of hair-do.
“Alright; Let’s do it.” Patrick replied excitedly as he stood up from his bean bag chair and walked over to his closet. Patrick was also a very skinny guy. He wore a beanie and had auburn shoulder-length hair.
Opening his closet door; A large room separate from his bedroom awaited him. The floors made out of scruffy, psychedelic-colored carpeting. The ceilings covered in both dark lights and psychedelic lights alike, they lit the room with a sort of mystical glow. In the center of the room stood a pedestal with a bright spotlight shining on it. A small plaque with some sort of engravings on it stood attached to the pedestal.
The pedestal read: ‘THE GOLDEN NUGGET’. Examining the small amount of marijuana on the pedestal, it appeared to be very green and sticky in touch. Golden yellow hairs covered the entire plant specimen. This was the bud every stoner for years has dreamed of. Something loaded with so much THC that it could earn the trophy title ‘One-hit wonder’. This was a once-in-a-lifetime bud.
“Dude...we have GOT to smoke that.” Jeremy said with a sense of excitement in the tone to his voice.
Patrick looked slightly unnerved at the thought.
“Let’s do it.” He said after seeming to search for his train of thought. “Be careful though; I’ve heard amazing things about this bud. It hasn’t earned the title ‘one-hitter quitter’ for no reason. I’ve kept this bud for this kind of occasion.”
Grabbing the small jar off the pedestal that carried the herb; Patrick opened it. A strong skunk-like, yet very sweet kind of smell filled the entire room.
“That smells amazing!”, said Jeremy gazing at the bud like a child in a candy store.
Patrick then walked over to a small table that contained a small wooden chest. Opening it, the contents were revealed to be a nice-sized collection of bowls, one-hitters, grinders, and some papers. Reaching into it he grabbed both a grinder and a pack of the papers.
“Let’s roll a joint.”, said Patrick with a large smile on his face as he turned back to face Jeremy. He then walked over to a red bean bag chair that sat perched against the wall and made a gesture to Jeremy to do the same. Grabbing the small amount of marijuana out of the jar, he then inserted into the grinder. Closing the lid to the grinder he turned it back and forth to get it to a kief-like consistency. He then grabbed one of the slow-burning papers from the package that they were contained in and began to smooth it out.
Pinching at the paper that would soon be lit, he then took the lid off the grinder that sat in his lap with his non-residual hand. Grabbing the contents from the grinder; He then took a large amount and smoothed it out into the paper. After some very careful motions from his hands and a small amount of saliva used to seal the joint, he then rolled it to perfect form. After sitting down the grinder and papers on the ground next to him he grabbed a lighter from his pocket.
“Time to spark up!” He said as he put the joint in his mouth and lit the end of it. He then inhaled very deeply, holding in the smoke for quite a long time before he went back for another hit. Seconds after he then exhaled, coughing uncontrollably in the process. He then proceeded to pass the joint to Jeremy. Jeremy grabbed the joint with some slight hesitation and then inhaled the contents of the joint with intense pleasure. Not much longer after he exhaled and coughed very loudly. The sound of him coughing echoed across the entire room.
This process continued to go on for what seemed to be hours, although it was closer to a half hour of inhaling and exhaling from the joint. Taking one last hit from the joint, Jeremy then began to look around the room with absolute amazement. The room had seemed to change in form completely and it had appeared that he had entered a next-level high. Unicorns appeared to be filling the entire room and rainbows seemed to be emitting from the floors.
“Duuuudddeeeeee…..”, said Jeremy continuing to look around the room with amazement. “That is some good stuff…”
Patrick appeared to not be paying attention. Sitting next to Jeremy in the bean bag chair, he seemed to be enjoying his high a slight bit more. Looking at the ceiling with a bright smile on his face and his eyes squinting intensely he said nothing.
“I just wanna…sleep…” Patrick said as he slowly dazed off. The colors that filled the room seemed to get much brighter as Patrick spun more and more out of reality. He spun more...and more...and more...and more…
“Patrick!”, yelled a loud voice. “Patrick get up!” The voice continued to yell. Opening his eyes, Patrick then seen an older looking woman hovering over his bedside. He then came to the sudden realization that he had been dreaming of everything he had hoped to have and be.