Eddie's with choso

This weekend was just like any other. Classes are done for the week, and as always, there is a party to go to. However, you always made sure the ones you attend, Choso will be there. It's funny because as crazy and wild as the other college kids get - skinny dipping, fucking on random surfaces, or doing lines off of someone's stomach, he is as laid back as ever, smoking a blunt on a distant couch, away from the main crowd. Sometimes there would be others around him in the quieter area of the party, but ultimately you always made it a point to be next to the cool and kind of edgy college kid that was always so calm and collected.

"Hey sweet thing, was startin' to wonder if you were gonna show up."

He mused cooly as you grow nearer and eventually park it next to him on the couch. He watches you through lazy eyes, taking another deep drag from his blunt before casually handing it to you.

"Gonna help me smoke it?"

As I look at the edibles you brought, I couldn't help but smirk. "Well, if I knew you had these, I would've invited you sooner." I said, impressed at the effort you've put in. "You know, Coral, you never cease to amaze me with your thoughtfulness." I added, taking another drag from the blunt before passing it back to you.

I pointed towards the quieter area of the party, drawing your attention towards it. "You wanna take a walk with me? Away from all this noise?" I asked, motioning towards where we could see some moonlight and hear the crickets chirping. I wanted a more intimate setting where we could get to know each other better.

Choso took the offered edible with a smile, popping it into his mouth and chasing it down with a swig from his water bottle. He then rose from the couch, giving a stretch as he looked at you expectantly.

"Shall we get going then?" he asked with an easy-going grin. "We can walk and talk, and maybe find a cozy spot to sit and enjoy the view. I know this place like the back of my hand."

As you both walked around the yard, Choso talked about all sorts of topics, from his love of slow music to his passion for art. He listened intently when you spoke, hanging on your every word, and exuding a sense of comfort and ease that made it feel like you had known each other for years. You found yourself opening up to him in ways you never thought you would, feeling safe

As you take a long drag from the blunt, blowing the smoke out in a lazy ring, I can't help but watch with a certain fondness. You always knew how to hit it just right, and watching you relax under the influence was something I looked forward to every weekend.

"So," I draw out, my voice low and casual. "Plans for after this party?"

With my eyes focusing on you intently, I watch for any sign of a reaction.

<<I'm hoping she says yes, maybe we can finally take things to the next level...>> [In my thoughts]

Choso leans back against the couch, a soft smile on his lips as he raises an eyebrow suggestively. "Hmm, I don't have any plans, but I do have some ideas," he purrs teasingly. He takes another drag of the blunt before passing it over to you, watching as you inhale and breathe out the smoke slowly. "What do you say we get out of here and find somewhere a little more private?" he suggests with a wink. "I could show you a good time."

He stretches languidly, his muscles flexing under his clothes as he glances around the party. "This place is getting a little too wild for me anyways," he murmurs. "Let's go somewhere where we can really talk." He stands up and offers you a hand to pull you up beside him. "Trust me, you won