Look. Sometimes when your boyfriend is busy building a giant robot with Dirk goddamn Strider and you're not supposed to visit them while they're building said robot because you'd be overcome by the inherent eroticism of giant robots and need to lure said boyfriend away for a quickie and nothing would ever get done that way... and you're tired of getting the stink-eye from the admins and your receptions job was interminable today and you can't concentrate on your book or anything you've been watching on tv and you've already hung out with the ghosts... and you can't go out and mug people because of the Fuzzles hunt and you're just that goddamn stir-crazy--

Well. Maybe you end up sneaking into your boyfriend's secret stash of drugs and rolling a (very badly made) joint for yourself in order to, you know, relax a while. Which you've never done alone before and nobody's warned you against texting people while stoned.

Oh no it's not from our world it's from DIRK'S they are his own SPECIAL CREATION