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Evie: has a lighter, but appreciated the offer from Carmen too much to say no. Grabbing it from the girl, Evie sat back, cupped a hand over the end of the joint and lit carefully. She took a long pull once it was rolling, exhaling happily at the familiar taste. "Wavy's good," Evie pointed out rather simply. "Do you think you'd try anything else?" She wondered, curious.

Evie: followed Carmen, itching to get high with her now. She listened and wondered if Carmen was offering her advice - though she didn't sing - or speaking for herself. Either way, Evie let her continue on as she took a seat and pulled a joint out of her bag. "Mind if I?" Evie asked, holding the joint up in question. "Edibles are fun, but you've got to be careful with them, a little goes a long way if they're made properly. Last thing you want is to be greened out because you don't realize the punch a brownie or candy can pack," she cautioned, adding, "But, if you do decide, we should eat some together."

Evie: shook her head, though still smiling. She admired Carmen for the childlike sense of wonder she held for the world, something that left Evie long ago - if she ever had it that is. "At least your munchie choice was healthy," Evie pointed out. "Why would you be mad? Isn't it amazing?" She asked.

Evie: smiled at Carmen once the door opened, feeling like a child about to enter Disneyland. With her words, Evie let out a genuine laugh, something that very few people could pull from her. "Well young one," Evie said allowing herself to step in. "Weed is magic," she said, the last word with widened eyes.

Evie: smiled to herself at the text, eager to see Carmen in an altered state of mind. She loved the girl like a little sister and wanted to be there for her first time smoking weed, feeling like it was her own child's first steps into adulthood. Evie made it to Carmen's in about 15 minutes, so she was sure to bring weed of her own in case Carmen had made her way back down and wanted to get higher again. She knocked on the door and waited.

Evie: Awww how sweet

Evie: Are you at home?

Evie: whoever said drugs are bad just don't want people to have fun

Evie: what are you on and can I come

Carmen: i'm on weed??? i guess

Carmen: i never have done this brefore

@carmen: @chasebeckham you will not

Chase couldn’t help but also roll his eyes at the mention of all this PR drama. “One, that sounds dumb to try to ‘spin something’ if nothing is there. So that’s your first strike, Miss Carrera. Unless of course, you have feelings for him.” He told a bit teasingly, but also thinking the whole PR world of the industry was just stupid to begin with. Just let people be people. “Two, pretending I actually know anything about how PR works, why don’t you just have it spinned like he picked her over you? Then you get to be the heartbroken one, I think that’s good right?” He offered, hoping her could be of a help. He looked down at her, giving a small smile at her dramatics. “You’re both pretty and talented, isn’t that enough?” He attempted to lighten the mood, laughing again.

Carmen's brows furrowed as Chase started to chastise her, her jaw dropping wide with a mix of amusement and disbelief. "What are these strikes?" She giggled, her nose scrunching as she looked at him. "What are you gonna do if I get three of them, punish me? Kick me out of the ball game??" She nudged him playfully. "I have no say in what my team does. They just do it. And really... I've been heartbroken enough. The world doesn't need to see me as that. I'm supposed to be a 'strong, feminist icon', according to my manager." She had been heartbroken by so many boys, so many guys had walked all over her, she didn't want to look any more pathetic than she already felt inside. Chase's compliment made her smile, the girl looking up at him with a bit of appreciation before she leaned in and bumped against him gently, like that was all the 'thanks' he needed. Leaning over him, she nabbed the bottle out of his hand and took a swig. "i think we should get drunk and go swimming."