Imogen Hansen

  tapping away angrily on her laptop, it was clear sabina was in quite the mood. incompetent, lazy group members usually had that effect on people. as imogen spoke up, she only briefly looked up from her screen at the other blonde, a heavy scowl on her face. she opened her mouth to snap at the girl before letting out a slow, steady breath and grabbed the phone from her. swiping through the pictures of otters, sabina asked, “you always let random people look through your photos like this? don’t you have nudes?”

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This looked like it was off to another great start, as Imogen earned herself a glare and a dramatic breath. But Sabina wound up grabbing her phone and going through the otter pictures anyway. 

                    “Yeah see, my good amico Jack Daniels usually does the trick alright ; not sure how looking at some animal pictures is gonna help much.” He mused, long sigh pushing past lips before green gaze peered between her && the phone. Fuck it. “Though some hugging otters I suppose might be kinda cute. Maybe.”   /   @heyimogenthat​

“Is Jack Daniels here right now? Cuz it looks like he’s not doing a very good job,” Imogen said. Adding quickly, “And yes I know that’s a brand of drink.” It would have been completely onbrand for her not to know, but she was Norwegian, not Amish. She was batting a hundred on this whole cute animals vs alcohol front. 

Alice was never quite sure where Imogen got her energy from, she seemed like the energizer bunny, always bouncing off something. “Neither,” Alice drawled out, shaking her head at the blonde. “I’m not an animal person.”

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“Okay, how can you not like animals?” Imogen asked, pulling her phone back and opening up a video of a baby otter playing in the water, “LOOK AT THEM, ALICE. THEY ARE PURE JOY.” 

cade thought for a moment before looking up at the girl’s phone. “otters, definitely otters.” he gave her a smile. “how’d you know a cute animal is exactly what i needed?”

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“Okay when someone brings up picking your poison they are usually talking about drinks.” Preston said looking up at the girl with a sigh, honestly he was just in a bad mood. “Neither, there isn’t anything wrong with me and hugging otters aren’t going to do something. Now unless you have some alcohol in your bag then this wont help.”

“Alcohol is a much easier ride, it goes up slowly and wears off about the same. weed on the other hand…sort of all hits you at once. exactly, it’s better to be more careful with it if you get negative effects.”

“That makes sense then, you can handle the small amounts. It’s good to keep it where it’s fun so I can’t blame you for staying away from edibles, you never really know how much is in them unless you’re the one baking them.”

“Not the best huh? Why’s that?”