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Post by OLIVE HANNAH VALLETTE on Jan 21, 2010 10:51:10 GMT -5
Olive kicked back on a couch on the second floor of High Ground. Her now blood shot eyes scanned the area around her. She let out a sigh as she crossed her legs and began to scope the area for anyone she actually knew. Some randoms invited her to come smoke, and thus here she was now. High at High Ground. Nothing new. Some people thought how a body image member could smoke weed. The munchies were a hard thing to over come. But Olive was a strong one, she could not eat for days. A beautiful talent she thought.
Another sigh passed through her lips. There was really nothing to do. Getting high was really the only thing to pass the time. Still scouting around, she decided to get up. Moving around trying to find anyone that she at least knew or wanted to know. Continuing with the eye motions around the second floor.
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Post by ellie eliza kay on Jan 21, 2010 16:09:58 GMT -5
 
"oh hey ya girly." she said when she saw olive. "you got anymore weed?" she asked laughing. it seemed weird that ellie this random girl was always friendly with everyone. sucking on her lollypop. ellie felt like she had shit in common with this girl they both had problems with their image. both of them smoke weed. this girl had managed to be able to not get the munchies. which it took years of practice for ellie but she got it down after a while. a couple years ago she would puke up all the food after having the major munchies.
"cause i got two grams." she smiled up at her. "which would be amazing to smoke with you!" today she was totally bubbly and needed to get her high on. pushing the hair out of her face she smiled at olive. this girl seemed to be sweet. they could become such easy best friends. pulling out her pipe from her boot it made her have a huge grin on her face. "oh sweet pipe you have never treated me wrong." then she needed her weed. chronic. hell yes. she grabbed that shit out of her bra. "chronic, my man. you want some of this shit." this shit was really good too. that was like the only thing that ellie smoked was chronic. she doesn't like that cheap shit. the ones you get for twenty bucks for two grams.
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Post by OLIVE HANNAH VALLETTE on Jan 28, 2010 18:22:13 GMT -5
Olive turned her head towards the sound of a familiar voice. "Hey love." Her voice broke. Olive smiled ever so lightly, pondering on the question she was just asked. Moving her hand into her pocket, pulling out what was now 2 grams. "You really believe i would be here with out it?" She asked in a small chuckle. Watchin as she pulled her pipe out, Olive shook her head. "We won't be in need of that today, since theres a bong over there." She spoke.
Grabbing Ellie's hand, bringing her back to the couch she was just at. Now in front of her was a nice three footer. Olive personally loved the bong. Nice, fat, and smooth. Being the second best way to smoke, she loved it. Moving her lighter over the bowl, this inhaling. Watching as the chamber filled quickly. releasing the choke, and then she felt all the smoke now enter her lung. She blew out, and then began to cough. "Damn this is some good shit She spoke through her coughs. Then passing the bong towards Ellie.
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