A couple weeks ago, a friend of mine came to visit me from Japan. Especially because she’s a really sweet, sheltered, pure person, many many things turned out to be cultural-shock experiences for her. One day, I was explaining to her how common marijuana is in this country in comparison to Japan. We were discussing this issue for about half an hour while we were waiting for a street bus. Then, out of nowhere, she said “Oh yeah, it was so much fun doing speed last night”

My heart froze.

My head started spinning and my voice quivering; “..what did you just say?” Then with this sweetest smile, she says “with Thumbs (one of my friends)”

Ohh, I was so ready to send a couple gozillas to Thumbs’s home. SO ready.

How could he ruin my friend’s perfect life, how could he do this behind my back, how could he.. wait a minute. My voice again quivered with, this time, a hope in mind, “You mean..when you played cards with him..?” Again, with a lovely, friendly, naive smile, she nodded and said “Yep! that was soo much fun..”