High Times Café: Rolos

Exasperated, she stands up off the ground again. “Ughhh. I keep forgetting things that I need.” Shaking her hair, the young woman was interrupted by her guest who was slyly watching her every movement. “Yeah, go on over there and get you a handful of Rolos. You won’t be ready without them Rolos.”

She stops walking and turns to face him, dumbfounded. This time, however, she didn’t have to ask out loud how he knew what she was referring to without having discussed it previously.

He looks up at her, in her bewildered state, smiles “I told you I was in your head.”

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