Was his name Blayne? Or was it Blain? Nobody knew. Why'd it matter? Danny would say.

Danny always had a cool demeanor. The kids on Blayne's floor loved that. Always would be asking when Danny would be coming back.

Blayne liked it too. because now the floor hung out with him. but deep down he also felt insecure about it. Did they only like him because of Danny?

He didn't think so. In the beginning that's why they talked to him. But after Danny had broken the ice the kids of 5 West 

Holmes Hall

seemed to genuinely like Blayne.

Blayne liked them too. And this was the problem. Because he wanted their approval he'd be nervous. Always second guessing himself. The only thing that would help was the weed.

Danny would give him shit about it when he'd visit.

"Young Blayne is now a pothead?" he'd snicker. danny didn't judge. Didn't care. But he was surprised. The Blayne he knew in high school would never touch that stuff.

Then again... 

weed

was becoming something else. No longer the bad scary drug. More turning into something intellectuals could consume recreationally.

Danny would be coming back in two weeks. Right before the finals week. Usually Blayne told everybody when Danny would arrive as soon as the plans were made. Blayne hadn't said anything yet. It'd been two days now since Danny booked the flight.