Garden

*Sodo sat outside, enjoying the cool night air. He blew a puff of smoke from his mouth, taking another deep drag on the joint he was holding. He knew he smelled of shame, alcohol, and marijuana, but frankly, he didn't care. All the other ghouls and ghoulettes were having a movie night. And like always, no one bothered to invite him. He was alone, again. He ran a hand through his long hair, sighing and exhaling another puff of smoke. At least the garden was a quiet enough place for him to think.