"You know...human bodies are, like, super crazy and stuff," Mused Mitchell, as we all lay sprawled across the couches and floor.
"Hm? Like, what do you mean, duude?" Inquired Steen curiously.
Their voices sound so slow and relaxed...everything's kinda swirly and floaty, it feels nice and comfy.
"Like...our insides are just...several different shaped pieces of meat doing different stuff, because if they didn't, we'd, like, die," He responded, as he ate a piece of chocolate.
"Yo...that's so wild. Oh, and also breathing...like, we'd die if we don't constantly and continuoumously inhale some invisible particles floating around us, that we can't even see? Like...whaaat?" Chimed in Hebi, before taking a deep rip from the bong that Steen had brought out.
"Duuude...," Muttered Mitchell in response.
