Mezmorized
Inspired by Wiz Khalifa song, Mezmorized. The faint smell of weed lingered in Jay’s Harlem apartment, mixing with the low hum of Wiz Khalifa’s The Thrill playing through the speakers. Jay sat on the edge of the worn leather couch, his gold chain catching the slanted sunlight cutting through the blinds. The smoke from the spliff in his hand swirled upward, curling lazily toward the ceiling before dissipating. J ay sat back, a smirk tugging at his lips as he passed the blunt to Devin, who took it without looking up. Devin’s eyes were glued to a scuff mark on the hardwood floor, his shoulders slumped forward like he was carrying a weight he couldn’t put down. “Man,” Devin muttered, barely lifting his head as he took a long pull. Smoke billowed from his lips in a slow, resigned exhale. “I still can’t believe it.” Jay leaned back into the couch, stretching his arms along the top like a king surveying his domain. His grin widened. “What you ...