Chapter 1 from my novel Dungeons and Dispensaries. I discover the joy of smoking cannabis for the first time.

Sophomore year is when I met Brandon Rodriguez. He was another friend of Griffin. Brandon was a year older than me but had already finished school. He acquired his GED early and parted ways with his parents before he was 18. Despite being homeless and jobless he always managed to get by. He seemed to always seduce local girls he met online and convince them to let him stay with them and feed him. He was a pretty persuasive and manipulative guy. He wore eye makeup, had painted

Trent “Dyno Mutt” Dade was the group mooch. His mother passed away when he was very young, and his dad worked a full-time job as a plumber. He was mostly raised by his older sisters. We had one main rule at the garage. If you showed up on a night when we were drinking and smoking and expected to drink or smoke you needed to contribute. You needed to bring money, weed, or drinks. Dyno never had any money. Or weed. Or Drinks. Most days he would earn bong rips and alcohol by doi