"Uh, duh." He takes the bag and pops one of the doughnut holes in his mouth. At least some things stay consistent through the years.
He leans across the bed and throws the nightstand drawer open, fishing for a lighter before he sits back up, drawer abandoned and left open. "You want in?" He asks, holding up the blunt he'd rolled before flicking the lighter into action without waiting for an answer. Little bit of wake-n-bake, perfect for a Saturday morning. Was it even Saturday? Klaus doesn't know.
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He leans across the bed and throws the nightstand drawer open, fishing for a lighter before he sits back up, drawer abandoned and left open. "You want in?" He asks, holding up the blunt he'd rolled before flicking the lighter into action without waiting for an answer. Little bit of wake-n-bake, perfect for a Saturday morning. Was it even Saturday? Klaus doesn't know.