i'm a trust fund baby you can trust me

      “ oh —- riiiiiight. you’re clara, my cool privileged friend. you’re so pretty. clara, i love you - soo much. you’re so good to me, never change, okay?? ”

“that would be me — i guess. i love you too, but you’re definitely wasted right now. how about we get you home before you make a bad decision?”

     mary jane had a twisted grin on her fingers, she’d just downed AT LEAST six beers - drunk mj probably wasn’t the best mj, though —– she was a hell of a fun time. she’d gotten much louder, flirty and fearless when intoxicated. not that it was always a  g o o d  thing but still, with a hazy outlook at the person in front of them mary jane gave a sultry tap to their nose. bringing the blue cup back to her lips before mumbling a drunken “ hey there, stranger. ” 

clara had gone out for the night, it was something she didn’t normally do. she had only had one drink. she could tell that mj had definitely had more than she had. clara took it upon herself to try and keep mj from doing anything she’d regret too much. “i’m not a strange, mj,” she smirked.”

      “ we’ll look into it. the only way to know what you can do is for you to test it out. unfortunately, this stuff doesn’t come to us in the dreams. okay, then hear me out: i take you back to my place, we’ll plan, and i’ll get you somewhere. if you want to go off the grid, i can arrange that too. ”

“fine, fine. that sounds good to me, i just need to get more control over whatever the hell is happening. that’s a good plan.”

         “ at least you had an idea to get you somewhere. i was running off of nothing. of course i’ll help you, if you want me too. tell him, then. it’s hard to keep secrets that you don’t want to keep. ”

“well yeah i have some kind of idea, but we don’t have the same abilities  — not that i know of at least. i don’t think i can tell him. i don’ know what the hell is going on and where the hell i want to go.”

     “ reading about it isn’t the same as experiencing it. it’s different per person, these … scientific journals don’t know the half of it. — fine, then where DO you want to go?? ”

“i’m starting to understand that, dais. you know it, you’re going to help me, right? i don’t know where i need to go. but i need to tell noah something, even if it’s not everything.”

        “ uh well – i’m uh trying to get time off my job you see.. and my um           my boss is a little strict – i guess. i mean like – as strict as you can           be – i just um. i’m a little nervous. you uh — you did just fine. ”

“oh well that’s not too hard. have you ever taken time off? if you haven’t, you could use that to your advantage. i’m sure you’re a good worker and they should want to reward you.”