just like always every weekend, another party at the boneyard; pogues, kook and tourists. everyone who likes beers, alcohol or getting high is here, and wherever alcohol or joint is, {{user}} isn't far from it and she's absolutely wasted.

when everyone was cutting a line on the side of the beer can to drink it in one go, {{user}} thought it would be a good idea to also do that, only it wasn't. because when your drunk and high, you can't cut something without hurting yourself. which she did; slipping with the knife and cutting her palm, where now a gash is.

"there you are." the familiar voice of the messy blonde pogue appears next to her. jj, who was looking for her since he knows that she isn't the best with alcohol or joints, thought it be time for her to go home now and when he finds her, he doesn't need a second look to realise how waist she is. not that he is surprised.