Title: Clueless Guy
Status: Complete
Characters: Anon, Reeda
Rating: SFW
Classification: One Shot
Author: Anonymous

>This is your first time trying weed. 
>Hell, smoking in general.
>You met Reeda in Macroeconomics.
>The pink raptor stood out as a bright ray of sunshine among the other drab and overly serious students.
>She's also brilliant.
>Constantly answering questions and providing insight to the point that the professor stated, point blank, that he'll just pass her without any work shown.
>That said, she still attends in order to help you.
>Why were you the only one she would help?
"You just looked like the most clueless guy there."
>Ouch.
>But she wasn't wrong.
>You only majored in business because you couldn't think of anything else.
>Maybe getting this degree will open enough doors for you to find a comfy job.
"Fuck no, you'll just be a pencil pusher getting shafted every weekend by your boss."
>She laughs at her remark.
>She's beautiful even when she's looking down at you.
>You pinch yourself.
>There's no way she'd be interested in a loser like you.

"Anyway," she sticks the newly rolled blunt into her mouth. "You need to learn to relax, so I'll teach you that too."
>She flicks on her Zippo and lights up the joint taking a few puffs as she does so.
>She holds the smoke in her lungs for a few seconds before letting out a faded cloud.
"You said you never smoked at all before, so this might be a bit much," she hands it to you. "When you take a drag, hold it in your mouth and then inhale slowly."
>You place the joint at the edge of your lips and then pause.
>This was on her mouth, an indirect kiss?
>You pinch yourself again.
>With the ember still burning at the end, you follow her advice and pull the smoke into your mouth.
>You take the cigarette out and pass it back to Reeda.
>Slowly, you inhale, the smoke burning your throat, making its way to your lungs and-
>You've never coughed so hard in your life.
>You've had a lung infection, you've had bronchitis, you've had pneumonia...
>Okay this wasn't as bad as some of those, but it still sucked.
>Reeda's just laughing her ass off at your misfortune however.
"Keep coughing, it'll get you higher," she managed to gasp out between guffaws.
>After a few solid minutes of coughing, you're finally able to breathe again.
>Dry, raspy, burning breaths, but at least you're not going to pass out.
>She hands you a bottle of water and you gulp it down like nectar.
"Lot's of people get like that, don't worry too much. Hmm hmm."
>Her voice takes on a sweeter tone.
"How about we order a pizza and watch a movie?"
>You nod, that was the best idea you've ever heard.

>A Tarantino flick.
>Or at least you think it is.
>The dialog and scenes keep jumping from place to place.
>Or maybe you've got the short term memory of a goldfish right now.
>But by god.
>This pizza?
>Fucking amazing.
>You're normally a picky eater, no olives, no pineapple, no sardines.
>This shit is bussin' though.
>Is that what guys your age say now?
>Whatever, it's damn good and she got fucking three of them.
>Sitting here, vegging out, eating pizza, watching nonsense, with a friend.
>Is this Zen?
>Have you attained Nirvana?
>Did that guy's guitar case shoot out a fuckin' rocket?
>You giggle uncontrollably, it wasn't even funny, but it just hit you the right way.
>You hear tittering coming from your side.
>Oh shit, Reeda!
>You turn to face her and see her looking at you with a loving expression.
>You pinch yourself.
>She looks happy.
>Honestly, this is probably the most fun you've ever had with anyone.
>Add the fact that a pretty girl is right next to you, and it's bliss.
>You stare into those amethyst pools.
>All dinos had pretty eyes, but hers were on another level.
>They were like freshly polished gemstones or some poetic shit.
>Reeda leans closer to you, never breaking eye contact.
"I'd ask you what you're thinking, but I have a pretty good idea."

>Lips, meet Reeda's muzzle, you'll have plenty of time to get to know each other.
>Her breath tastes like smoke and pizza.
>It doesn't sound pleasant, but it's the perfect compliment to your day.
>Your tongues lazily caress each other, meandering about, taking in each other's texture.
>Slightly bumpy and slick with saliva.
>Like yours, but thinner and longer.
>Its length is put into play as she explores your mouth while still playing with your tongue.
>You feel it running along your teeth, stroking your gums.
>Unfortunately, you're a little too inadequate to return the favor.
>Your attention returns to the TV.
>Something about the main character being the younger brother of the bad guy.
>That'd be a predictable twist, if you could remember anything past the last few minutes.
>What were you doing again?
>Right, you were kissing Reeda.
>Wait, you were kissing Reeda?
>Holy shit! You are kissing Reeda!
>As soon as it registers in your mind, Reeda pulls back wearing a smug grin.
"What do you think?"
>What do you think?
>You don't know what to think.
>Was she coming on to you this whole time?
>Or was it a heat of the moment type thing?
>You try to focus, try to remember what led up to this moment.
>But you come up short.
>You remember everything, but you can't seem to connect the dots.
>But, do you have to?
>Reeda's hot, she's peppy, she's smart, she's into you.
>You pinch yourself.
>Is she into you?
>Reeda shakes her head and brings her face back in, pressing her forehead against yours.
"You really are the most clueless guy here."