I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high | ongoing

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

When; Afternoon, 11/16 (if that's okay with Mercy-mun!)
Rating; R, substance abuse and laaanguage.
Characters; coyote_walking & notverypriestly
Summary; Two words: Pot brownies.
Log;

Priestly had found a decent dealer and acquired ingredients for his best brownie recipe. He didn't actually put all that much into the brownies, enough to get Mercy giggles and munchies. Enough to hopefully help her out of of her funk and forget about the bad parts of life for a little while.

He raps on her door, backpack containing the baked goods and some other yummy treats including chips and something to drink. He'd also gotten his hands on an old Super Nintendo while in the City and some old games. They were in for an awesome day.

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[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Mercy was shaking her head as she answered the door, letting him into her bedroom. Handy of Jack to make sure all the bedrooms had doors to the outside - and all the main doors had coyote doors as well. She still couldn't quite believe she was doing this.

"Hey, Priestly, come on in."

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

He gave her a wide grin when he saw her and moved in for a hug once he was inside.

"What's up? Ready for some video games and chocolatey goodness?" Once he stepped back, he began to dig into and pull out the materials he brought. There would be a mini mountain of bags of different kinds of junk food and energy drinks, along with the console and tangled mess of controller wires.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

She hugged back then stared as he began unpacking all the... stuff.

"What is all this?"

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

He held up the tin of brownies first, and then smiled some more. "Snacks. Stuff to drink and video games. I brought Super Mario World, because it's the best and we can play co-op!"

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Mercy started laughing. "I don't think I've ever played that. And just how much are we supposed to be eating here anyway?"

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm not sure. I didn't really lace them hard but you might be the munchy type, so I wanted to be prepared." He sounded matter of fact, and chuckled at her while setting up the system.

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

"That's not just something from the movies?" she said with some amusement and sat herself down on the bed to watch him do... whatever he was doing.

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

"Nope! Chemicals in marijuana are the same ones that naturally occur in our brain that stimulate hunger." He leaned back against the bottom of the bed while he untangled some cords.

Priestly let the game start loading, and glanced back up at Mercy. "You'll like it, it's really easy. The game just side scrolls and you jump on bad shit and collect coins and shit."

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

She slid down the side of the bed to sit next to him. "I'll take your word for it. So... why are you being so nice to me?"

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

The question makes him look up at her, slightly confused, but more than willing to list some reasons. "Well...cause I like you. And you've been having a shitty time of it lately, kind of. And you're nice to me. But reciprocity isn't the only factor."

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

"Well, I appreciate it," Mercy said with a smile. "So... video game first or suspect 'special' brownies?"

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

He held the box of goodies out to her with a mirrored smile. "The fun is in doing both at once. Don't worry, I didn't really load them up. Mostly you'll probably just get giggly."

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

"Good to know," Mercy said, taking one and biting into it cautiously. "Huh... It doesn't taste any different from a regular brownie."

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

He nodded proudly, obviously attributing the taste to whatever baking skills he must have had. "Nope. Just chocolatey ecstasy!" Priestly finally managed to get the wires all untangled and began setting up the game. His head bobbed along with the music.

"So you should tell me more about yourself," he said offhand. "Like real shit though. Who was your first best friend or what didn't you ever want to be when you were little."

[coyote-walking.livejournal.com]

Mercy laughed. "My first best friend? I didn't really have one growing up. I was a coyote, growing up with werewolves, most of whom hated me. I guess, maybe my foster parents? And then Samuel, of course. He protected me from the other werewolves. And I definitely didn't ever want to be a werewolf when I grew up."

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry to hear that. Growing up disliked in any context sucks. Did you have to follow pack behavior and all that?" Priestly was clueless but definitely curious.