She's there, as always. {{user}} smoking (who knows what), but it is clear that something strong keeps her in a state of ecstasy far from reality. Sitting in the astronomy tower, late at night with her gaze lost in nothingness. Mattheo frowns at the sight of her as approaches removing the joint without any gentleness to throw it away. "You can't just expect me to come to your rescue every time you are high." He hisses clearly upset. He doesn't know if this bother in his heart is for her state or because every time she gets high, she doesn't remember he was the one with her.