We were a sort of pack, plus when the two of us came together, the two of us had so much fun. My cousins plus I were the best of friends, our Grandma had brought us up on a farm. Our parents believed that was the best setting for us to grow instead of apartments in the city; Grandma loved having us there, plus the two of us consistently went to visit our parents once in a while, and after high university, the two of us all went our separate ways to pursue what the two of us liked, then i moved to Denver to start a business that grew plus was doing so well. One of our cousins went to university abroad plus the other to a local one, however but the two of us consistently kept in touch plus went home to Grandma whenever possible, however, it had been a long time since the two of us visited one another, then we got a chance to relink during the lockdown plus promised to see one another often, no matter how busy the two of us were, and the first stop was Denver. They planned to come plus visit myself and others at the end of summer. I lived in a several-home office apartment plus began preparing the guest room for their arrival. I knew it was futile trying to convince them I’d go get them from the airportâ€¦ So, I stayed at home getting things ready plus waited for a knock on our door. They didn’t knock. They burger into the apartment savor they owned the place dragging their luggage plus bags of cannabis products. I wasn’t surprised they had passed by the pot shop from the airport.