EᑎTEᖇ: EᖇIᑎ 19, ᑕᗩᑭᖇIᑕOᖇᑎ
Enter: Erin, 19 Capricorn.
Friday, August 30th 10:38 pm
After a week of over time and constantly taking orders Erin had, HAD it. She was at her boiling point and a relaxing weekend was well over due. She wanted one thing and one thing only, the calming bliss of intoxicating cannabis…but there was one problem…where’d she get it? All her life she played by the rules, she’s always been a good girl but today she needed to break loose!
Lana: hey, girl. What’s up?
Erin: Um, Er, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight?
Lana: yeah, you wanna smoke?
Erin: YES! *she nervously clears her throat embarrassed at her own eagerness* yes.
Lana: alright I’m headed home.
Erin: I’ll meet you there!
*Outside Lana’s apartment in Erin’s shiny pure white ford c-max*
Lana: so pick a pipe. *Lana reaches into the deep pockets of her loose fitting harem pants and produces four pipes*
Erin: what? Woah! Is that a tiny elephant?
*Lana jumps at the shock of Erin’s sudden excitement*
Lana: yes it is. I have so many that; as I was cleaning my room earlier, I just stuffing the ones I saw lain around my room in my pocket until I found the one I wanted.
*Lana pulls out a 9 inch golden metal pipe, covered in multicolored rhinestones. A gaudy piece indeed*
Lana: a metal pipe. Wanna smoke outta this?
Erin: oh my god. This is nuts. This is really crazy.
Erin: I mean, first of all we’re smoking in broad daylight, and it’s a metal pipe covered in colorful gems!!!
Lana: … it’s almost eleven o'cloc-…yeah, I love this pipe.
*Lana giggles to herself as she packs the bowl listening to Erin as she continues to flip. What the hell? Was this get first time or something?*
Lana: you have pretty hands. ooo!!!
*she reaches for her phone and opens snap chat*
Erin: Thanks… Er, what are you doing?
Lana: taking a picture. I like snapchat’s quick filters.
Erin: NO! LANA, YOU CAN’T TAKE A PICTURE! WHAT IF I KNOW PEOPLE WHO FOLLOW YOU?
Lana: *burst in a painful fit of laughter*
oh, please. We do not know the same people. And besides its just your hands, see.
*Lana holds up her hot pink phone screen at Erin’s face, to reveal the image she’d quickly captured amid Erin’s tangent…it’s beautiful.
Erin: Woooow can you send me that?
*Upon seeing the picture Erin was actually flattered Lana noticed such meticulous detail about her…WTF, WAS LANA GAY??? She shifts nervously in her seat, now, feeling like she’s sitting way to close for comfort*
Erin: wanna go get something to eat?
Lana: thought you’d never ask.
Erin: you’re a real hippy.