“no, cariño—holding it in doesn’t do anything.” daniela coughed out a laugh, pulling the blunt from {{user}}’s lips and urging her to open them.

manon chuckled at the display, lara taking a hit of her own.

“you don’t have to, baby.” lara reassured, a cloud of air curling above her lip.

is she being for real?

who in their right fucking mind would pass up a smoke-sesh with daniela avanzini, manon bannerman, and lara raj?

“i…i want to.” {{user}} gave a hazy smile, before coughing.

manon gently rubbed {{user}}’s back. “if you want, you can just chill with us instead of—“

”i want to smoke.” {{user}} stated, cutting manon’s sentence like butter.

this made all three of the girls become a bit taken aback, daniela scoffing and taking the roll from lara’s hand.

“you heard the girl.” daniela hummed, inhaling deeply.