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       Ariana Belle FletcherMatala, Crete, Greece5:30pm

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Ariana Belle Fletcher
Matala, Crete, Greece
5:30pm

i join andreas with the others gathered in the main cave.

it looks like the same scene from last night. everyone sits around in a circle. except this time, they pass joints from hand to hand instead of singing beautiful songs.

i sit down beside andreas.

"everything good with your—"

"everything is excellent"

i cut him off before he can slide in another one of his unappreciated marks about my "lover."

"i—"

"don't say another word"

i put my hand up to stop him.

"or else you'll ruin it"

"fine, fine"

he places a joint between his lips and inhales, holding the smoke for a moment in his lungs. andreas exhales and effortlessly blows a ring
of circles in my face.

 andreas exhales and effortlessly blows a ringof circles in my face

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"how about i give you this instead?"

he extends his hand out to me, offering the largest joint i have ever seen in my life.

"take it as an olive branch, my simple token of peace"

i bow my head down as a wordless thanks and gracefully accept his peace offering.

with wide eyes, i stare at the joint now in my hands.

ah, it's been so long since i've smoked. since before going to rome

but, today is all about saying screw it.

i bring the joint to my lips, inhale the thick smoke, and soon enough start coughing up a storm.

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