I Don't Do Drugs (+18)
She told me just like that, almost as if she had guessed I was about to offer some. Maybe she guessed it, after all; I'm not the most transparent guy in the world, but I can't say I'm a brick wall, either. "What do you mean?" I asked her as I genuinely struggled to understand her reasons for saying that. "Weren't you about to offer me something?" She said. "Not at all." I lied. I wasn't about to waste that sunset on the beach with her. "You don't need to lie to me, sweetie. You don't even have to avoid your stuff, just know that I won't be taking any with you. Ever." I know she probably tried to be cool and nice, but to me she just sounded cocky and arrogant. The more she explained how she didn't want it, the more I could listen to the silent words that established how she thought she was somehow superior. "I just don't get it." "You don't get what?" I said. "Why peo...