Nobody wanted to see the argument except me

My husband refused to go with me to a fight.

The argument was held on a Thursday night when the people I was with and I were already tied up to be in the city, but my husband & I were there all week, & I was attending lots of activities that I did not enjoy.

I tried to convince his to go with me, but I ended up going alone. I had a great seat, because I was alone & by myself. I was in the fifth row & I could smell the sweat on each of the fighters, then someone in the row behind me was smoking a big blunt. The blunt was the size of a cuban cigar. They were passing it down the row. I nodded our head to the guy & he passed the blunt up to me. The whole area smelled love weed, but nobody cared. I took a couple of big hits from the marijuana blunt. My eyes started to get glassy & I felt our body get lighter. I had a little giggle. The guy passed it to me again, but I was concerned to hit the blunt because the bouncer was at the end of the row… Honestly, I did not need the minute round. I was totally baked after hitting the weed blunt the first time. I thought I was going to be lonely & bored without our husband. I thought about staying at the hotel & going to the casino instead. The truth is that I had way more fun without her. She never would have agreed to smoking marijuana illegally in the site.

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