![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I always thought we had skunks under our porch, only I could never find the accursed things anywhere." "Oh.I didn't know that's what it smelled like. He was basically admitting to a federal crime, just one more thing for Herbert to hold over his head. Marijuana." Dan said, feeling more awkward with every word. I was smoking weed." He said, wringing his hands. Dan felt like an ant under a magnifying glass, and by God was Herbert the sun. "Smell of what, Dan? And what do you mean by 'like usual'?" Herbert narrowed his eyes, returning Dan's gaze. I wasn't able to get rid of the smell like usual." He looked into Herbert's eyes with a guilt ridden expression. Sorry, I didn't think you were gonna be home for a few more hours. He didn't want to lie, he'd just get found out anyway as soon as Herbert got close to the couch. "Dan, did you get sprayed by a skunk on the way home? Get up, would you? I don't want you getting any residue on the couch." Herbert turned on his heels and started walking towards the bathroom. Dan could feel a couple beads of sweat form on the back of his neck. ![]() Herbert squinted his eyes and sniffed the air a couple times. "Ah, Dan, I didn't know you were home this early." Herbert had just taken off his shoes and coat before entering the living room, just barely missing Dan hiding the joint. Herbert had just barely stepped foot into the living room before Dan was able to hide the joint under the couch. Dan sucked in a breath of panic and rushed to tap out the joint on a coaster. ![]()
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