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( 009 ) video ✶ i can’t help my feelings i’ll go out of my mind
[ jenna could have sworn she was done with being the nearly thirty year old who still gets high in public. but rey had a really big bag. a really. big. bag.
smoking with a vampire is worse for weed hogging than bong hits with michael phelps, news at eleven. at least she's a bit more coherent than her comrades.
the posts starts without ceremony, various limbs belonging to ariadne and rey in the background. ]
All right, we-- [ she flings out an arm, gathering two separate 'oofs' ] have all been here since day one. Day one. And a guy gave Rey a huge bag of weed, and we're not leaving this room until it's all smoked, because this place is the worst second chance invented without the cast of Jersey Shore involved. Seriously--
Wait, what's Jersey Shore? [ that from ariadne. jenna stops, frowning. ]
It's-- Rey, help me out here.
[ rey shakes her head slowly, eyes lidded. ] Can't, I have the same question.
[ jenna wrinkles her nose. ] Okay, it's-- orange people, from New Jersey, who are apparently Italian but really not, and one of them likes pickles and another one peed in a corner of a bar. [ kanye shrug. ] It's classy, appointment TV.
[ after a moment and three equally 'but why' faces, jenna moves on as their self-appointed spokesman. ] Anyway, what happened to boring space? It was like 'oh, I can't find enough hair ties' not 'holy crap, monsters and doom and people leaving'. I liked space better five months ago.
Rey. Rey, Ari. Quick poll-- play along, viewers at home-- did you like space better five months ago.
[ give her a second, what was her point again? ] Right, and people should come help us. And bring food.
Mostly the food, but helping's cool too. Rey's sharing, but only if you come join us in the People's Republic of Berkeley.
[ which would be the common deck on floor one, for the record. ]
Disallowed are: yelling, fighting, non-consensual pantsing, DARE propaganda, and Fig Newtons. Anything else, come on in.
( ooc | SO REY HAS DECREED ALL WEED IS TO BE SMOKED IN THE PARTY ROOM feel free to say your character dropped by, action it out, whatever. all threads viewable to the stoners three by proximity, label it locked otherwise and maybe one of them rolled over or something.
also blue is ari, and green is rey. )
smoking with a vampire is worse for weed hogging than bong hits with michael phelps, news at eleven. at least she's a bit more coherent than her comrades.
the posts starts without ceremony, various limbs belonging to ariadne and rey in the background. ]
All right, we-- [ she flings out an arm, gathering two separate 'oofs' ] have all been here since day one. Day one. And a guy gave Rey a huge bag of weed, and we're not leaving this room until it's all smoked, because this place is the worst second chance invented without the cast of Jersey Shore involved. Seriously--
Wait, what's Jersey Shore? [ that from ariadne. jenna stops, frowning. ]
It's-- Rey, help me out here.
[ rey shakes her head slowly, eyes lidded. ] Can't, I have the same question.
[ jenna wrinkles her nose. ] Okay, it's-- orange people, from New Jersey, who are apparently Italian but really not, and one of them likes pickles and another one peed in a corner of a bar. [ kanye shrug. ] It's classy, appointment TV.
[ after a moment and three equally 'but why' faces, jenna moves on as their self-appointed spokesman. ] Anyway, what happened to boring space? It was like 'oh, I can't find enough hair ties' not 'holy crap, monsters and doom and people leaving'. I liked space better five months ago.
Rey. Rey, Ari. Quick poll-- play along, viewers at home-- did you like space better five months ago.
[ give her a second, what was her point again? ] Right, and people should come help us. And bring food.
Mostly the food, but helping's cool too. Rey's sharing, but only if you come join us in the People's Republic of Berkeley.
[ which would be the common deck on floor one, for the record. ]
Disallowed are: yelling, fighting, non-consensual pantsing, DARE propaganda, and Fig Newtons. Anything else, come on in.
( ooc | SO REY HAS DECREED ALL WEED IS TO BE SMOKED IN THE PARTY ROOM feel free to say your character dropped by, action it out, whatever. all threads viewable to the stoners three by proximity, label it locked otherwise and maybe one of them rolled over or something.
also blue is ari, and green is rey. )
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[And at 'sponsor' she feels a stab of guilt, because--she has a sponsor, who is currently rummaging for computer parts and entirely unaware of what Jane is getting up to, and she knows Lisbeth will be furious, and why does she always fucking do this? Why can't she stop?]
...thanks, though. I mean--if you want to help otherwise, I need it.
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[ personal issues with vampires, jenna has them. despite being one. it's a fun ride. ]
But either way, I do want to help. I was a grad student back home-- psychology. So I'm not totally new and without a clue on this stuff.
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[Hang on, Jane is really, really high.]
Um...then what are you offering, exactly?
And Jesus Christ, God knows I could use a shrink.
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...I usually say counselor, but either way. I really do want to help.
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There are no magic fixes. That's what she's been told since she started rehab when she was sixteen. There are no easy solutions, no swift answers. You have to work.
But apparently that's different out here, and for a second Jane is just...so tempted. To make it stop. She's not a martyr. She doesn't feel like she deserves to suffer. Make it go away, easy and quick.]
...as a counselor, do you think that's actually a good idea?
[She stubs out her joint, because now she just feels guilty--it wasn't worth it, she already knows that. Not worth the fallout that's going to come when Lisbeth kicks her ass, when she and Jesse have managed to relapse within--what, less than two weeks of being back together? It's never worth it and she does it anyway.
God, pot always makes her moody.]
Like--a quick fix. Because that's what this is, right now. [A beat.] I'm gonna quit smoking it, now.
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[ you never ever hand an addict a magic bullet. jenna knows that, but she's never been good at watching people hurt and being unable to help. ]
I'm not quite made out of pot, but I know what you mean. And honestly? I'd rather do it the right way. But as a one time offer to help with the worst of withdrawal, it's on the table.
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Thank you, again, but--no.
I mean...thank you for the idea, it made me think--and God knows I wasn't thinking before. But I would...if you don't mind being an emergency contact, I'd appreciate that. I may need it when my sponsor kills me.
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