Losing you to the crowd | Saturday & Lulu CW: drugs

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It wasn’t that Saturday didn’t like parties. They were fun. For about an hour. And then he got tired, and bored, and wanted to sneak out and escape and do his own thing. Luckily, this party was at his own house, so he had all of his own things around him. While he kept his bedroom closed and didn’t want people in there messing with his guitars or game consoles, he did venture in himself and return with a couple of joints stuffed in his pockets. He bypassed the main party and went out onto the rooftop patio before lighting one of the indica joints and taking a long puff of it as he made his way to the railing along the edge of the patio. He leaned over the railing, listening to the music behind him and the voices of the people floating around. It was surreal sometimes; life. Or maybe that was just the writer in him that felt like he had to be pensive and introspective like that occasionally. He found himself often having out of body moments, watching himself living his life. And he found himself studying people around him, mentally thinking of how to describe their movements in words on paper. As if he was the writer and they were his characters, maybe he was writing this party. Maybe he was writing this inner monologue. Or… maybe someone else was...

Woah. This stuff was good. he thought, nodding approvingly to the joint before taking another hit.

lulu anne blishwick

[lulu anne blishwick]

Summertime was Lulu's absolute favorite time of the year. It was optimal time for flying and there were no worries about assignments or deadlines... The best part about it all? The parties. Lulu always loved a reason to hang out and get weird, so when she got the invite to the Weekly summertime bash there was no chance she was going to miss it. Especially when one of her favorite Americans was hosting it!

Lulu made her way to the Weekly residence a couple of hours after it had started, never wanting to be the first one to show up if she could help it. By the time the purple haired snake showed up to the penthouse the festivities were in full swing. As she stepped through the door she was greeted by happy people, who offered her a drink and she chatted with them briefly before slowly sneaking away. There were so many familiar faces she didn't know where to go first, it was a little overwhelming. Her eyes scanned the room for Saturday, wondering if he would be around or maybe hanging out in his room. She didn't know where that was though. After about almost an hour of mingling and a few drinks later she found her way outside for some fresh air.

Much to her surprise, as she stepped onto the rooftop balcony, she found who she was subconsciously looking for. Their back as facing her, so she crept up to him before popping up right beside the lanky young male, "I was wondering where you were hiding.." she crashed into him for a nice, warm hug. Saturday was always warm, probably a were thing. She cocked her head to the side, offering him a curious look consisting of a furrowed brow and side eyes, "What're ya doooin', Mister Anti Social?" she asked him, only teasing about the 'Anti Social' thing. Lulu hadn't noticed he was smoking yet because she was feeling a good buzz and honestly just happy to see him.

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Saturday knew that he wouldn’t be left alone for very long. He didn’t really want to be though. If he had wanted to be alone he would just stay in his room rather than come out here to smoke. He was in the mood to be social, he just wasn't in the mood to be right in the middle of the main party where everyone was yelling and dancing. Saturday tended to get a little overwhelmed in large crowds if he was there for too long. He got sensory overload very easily and that was where Marijuana came into play.

He didn’t hear anyone approach him until she was already talking to him. Her voice was certainly a welcome one and he leaned into the hug as well when she hugged him. He wrapped an arm around her, rubbing her arm with his free hand, holding his joint over the balcony with the other. “Hey, I was in there for a while.” he reported. She asked what he was doing out here and he shrugged, holding up the joint for her to see. So far, she had never wanted to smoke with him. And he wasn’t really the one who would push it on her. So he tried to keep the smoke away. “Just taking a break from the crowd, getting some fresh air.” she admitted. “What have you been up to? How long have you been here?” he asked.

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[lulu anne blishwick]

Lulu's smile widened when Saturday told her he'd been hanging out amongst the festivities before retreating outside for a smoke. His arm wrapped around her, providing warmth and comfort in her inebriated state, she nuzzled into him as she felt his hand, "It's no worries, mate." she assured him with a squeeze. Lulu was an affectionate person toward her friends, when she was drunk it only amplified.

Her eyes flickered to the joint he presented, icy blue saucers widening as she watched the smoke billow into the sky, starting from the sparkling ember. Saturday was polite enough not to offer it to her every time, which kind of made her want to try it this time. Usually she refused because she wanted to be on top of her game for quidditch and she wasn't sure how'd she'd react. Summertime seemed like a safe time to try it.

"Probably about an hour? I've been wandering around and having vodka jelly shots shoved down my throat, but I'm not complaining." she answered, ending with a drunken chuckle. The purple haired snake turned to her friend, still standing very close. "You and your sibs have a lovely set up here. And christening it with a proper party, I must say." she went on, already feeling herself talk too much because it was Saturday. He was easy to talk to. Her eyes found the joint dangling in his long fingers,  "Hey Sat, may I try?" she asked bravely, seeking his gaze, eyebrows furrowing upwards because honestly she wasn't she if she could.

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She said that she had been here for about an hour and was spending her time having vodka jelly shots shoved down her throat. He laughed at the thought, wondering if Thursday had been the one doing the shoving. It sounded like her. She did that sort of thing for him too. “Well I’m sorry I missed all that.” he teased. He had a few drinks himself, but he wasn’t feeling nearly as drunk as he could imagine Lulu was. It was kind of cute, he had to admit. Seeing her here and like this made him smile. She complimented their house and made an impressed comment about the party. He laughed. “Our brother planned it all. Most of us had no clue we were coming home to this after dinner.” Friday had done it all. How he managed to actually plan it, Saturday would never know. But it was impressive, he’d admit.

He noticed her watching as he puffed another from his joint and then she asked if she might try it. He nodded and offered it to her. He wasn’t sure if she’d want to take it from him, or just take a hit while he held it. Some of his siblings had different preferences when it came to smoking with him. “It’s gonna make you cough.” he warned her. Until you burnt your lungs enough, the cough was pretty awful.

lulu anne blishwick

[lulu anne blishwick]

As Saturday teased her playfully, she nodded her head along. "Y'know what...I'm sorry you couldn't see that too." she agreed, erupting with a giggle, knowing she probably looked pretty foolish in the house but she didn't get embarrassed easily.  He explained that he wasn't aware of the party happening until before it started. That didn't really surprise her, he had such a big family it probably got lost in translation somewhere. "Well, thanks for opening your house to everyone regardless." she told him graciously gently squeezing his arm.

The joint was extended toward her and she stared at it innocently for a moment before reaching for it. She pinched the joint carefully as Saturday warned her that it would make her cough. The purple haired snake cautiously raised the perfectly rolled cone to her lips, taking a long drag; the cherry glowed at the end as her lungs filled with herbal essence. She definitely went in for a bigger hit than she should have but Lulu hated admitting being a newbie at anything. As she exhaled, smoke came out of her nose and mouth and she sputtered coughing, "Ohhh. Fuuuck." she breathed with a chuckle as tears streamed down her face, passing the joint back to him with shaky hands and taking a step back as the cross fade started to creep in. The coughing fit made her instantly high and amplified her drunkenness.

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She agreed that she was sorry that he wasn’t there to see it. And he just gave a breathy laugh. She was easy to tease and easy to joke with. She got his weird sense of humor more than most people did, besides his siblings of course. She then thanked him for opening up his house regardless. He shrugged. “I’ll probably end up spending most of the night in my room pretty soon.” he admitted. He was getting a little tired, but the marijuana entering his system was helping, and he had a pocket more of these where this one came from.

He watched her as she took the joint and took a hit off it, the smoke coming out of her mouth and nose as she passed the joint back to him. He took a hit as well and rubbed her back gently as she coughed it out. He could tell that it was going to hit her hard, if it hadn’t already, given the fact that she was drunk and as far as he knew, this was her first time smoking. “How’re you feeling? “ he asked. He had to admit, the fact that she wanted to smoke with him made her all the more attracted to her.

lulu anne blishwick

[lulu anne blishwick]

Saturday mentioned that he'd probably be hiding in his room soon and she yanked his arm in response, "Aw, noo. Don't leave me, I just found you!" she pouted out her bottom lip, a weird part of her wondered what his room looked like. She imagined it smelled like weed and books, the kind to be written in. They never hung outside of school before so this was new and exciting.

As the Puff asked how she was feeling after her coughing fit, he rubbed her back like a good friend, which kind of made the drunk part of her want to jump his bones. She took a moment to respond, wanting to be sure her report was true. Lulu wiped off a couple of tears that rolled down her face, feeling the giggles already bubbling up inside her. "I feel goood." she spoke slowly, giggling as her head bobbed up and down dreamily as she tried to reach his gaze. "But also kind of dizzy." she told him truthfully, her weight swayed from one foot to then the other, so she reached for his arm again as some sort of anchor. Was she suddenly on a boat? Everything was hitting her hard and fast but she was having fun with Saturday letting loose. For some reason she wanted to show him that she could 'hang', which was weird because she didn't really care to seek approval from other usually. "Oh, wow. I am so stoned..." she confessed with a snort, tears threatening to spill from her eyes again. Standing on her tip toes, "I kind of just want to run my fingers through your hair." she declared honesty, reaching her hands to unapologetically do so.

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Lul threw a little fit when he said that he might go to his room after this and he didn’t have the guts to tell her that if he went to his room he wanted her to join him. Saturday was a hopeless romantic in a lot of ways, the biggest was that he easily fell in love with almost any girl who would give him the time of day. He couldn’t remember the last time he was close to a girl and didn’t end up having even the littlest crush on her. Besides his siblings, of course. It did sometimes make friendships awkward. But it was almost always unrequited and soon enough he’d find a new crush target and move on from the awkwardness. “Don’t worry, I won’t leave you.” he decided, puffing yet another hit of the almost done joint.

She said that she felt good after taking a pause to collect her thoughts, Saturday assumed. But then added that she was kind of dizzy and reached out to him or anchor her. He didn’t mind holding on her. She giggled, saying she was stoned, and then admitted that she wanted to run her hands through his hair. Again, he didn’t mind even one little bit. “here go for it.” he bent down a bit, making it easier for her. He wasn’t really sober enough to care either, and in his current state, there wasn't anything that would be too weird. “You can do whatever you want.” he told her.

lulu anne blishwick

[lulu anne blishwick]

When the young man assured her that he wouldn't leave her she smiled at her friend, finding comfort in the comment. She wasn't expecting him to hang out with her if he didn't want to but hearing him say it made her feel good. "You should show me your room." she suggested, not meaning it to sound salacious, she actually wanted to see his room, especially because if she remember correctly he had a hamster. Lulu loved hamsters.

As Lulu reached upwards, Saturday bent at the knees slightly, welcoming her to do what she desired. The purple haired snake squealed with alcohol and cannabis fueled glee, offering him a drunken scalp massage and scratches. His hair was soft and smelled nice, just like she expected. Saturday told her that she could do whatever she wanted and a mischievous smile slowly curled at the corners of his lips, "You sure about that?" she challenged playfully with a stoney chuckle, icy blue eyes attempting to match his. A little harmless flirting never hurt anyone. Saturday was sensitive and sweet, it was fun to hold him accountable sometimes.

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After he promised that he wouldn’t leave her, she suggested that he should show her his room. If only she knew about the thoughts that went through his head when she said that. But he was fairly sure that she meant it platonically. “Yeah okay.” he agreed. “It’s nothing special though…” he took one of the smaller rooms. It mostly just fit his king sized bed and featured his TV, game consoles, and guitars mounted on the wall. He had a little table by his bed where he kept his pet and his smoking gear. And that was about the extent of it.

She questioned him when he said that she could do anything she wanted. He shrugged when she asked if he was sure about that. “Sure, I mean why not, right?” he asked. She really could do whatever she wanted as far as he was concerned, but he couldn’t say that specifically. They were friends, and he wanted to keep it that way and not be weird or awkward, if he could avoid it. “Especially at a party when you have the excuse of inebriation.”

lulu anne blishwick

[lulu anne blishwick]

Lulu couldn't believe how great she was feeling with the party favors mingling in her system. The dizziness had subsided, leaving her feeling more euphoric. Her inhibitions were surely lowered, but frankly, they were never high to begin with. Truthfully, Lulu wasn't the type of girl to just hook up with some rando, she wasn't attracted to strangers because she wouldn't feel comfortable - there was more of an emotional bond she was seeking with people when it came to getting intimate. There was another part of her that hated the whole 'friends with benefits' label because those were destined to get messy because one side would always end up unrequited. As a Blishwick, she should have been good with the subject of love, but she was sort of indifferent about it. Lulu loved her friends but she didn't feel like anyone would find her worth a relationship.

Saturday shared that his room was nothing special, she shrugged, "It's special if it's yours." she told him sweetly with a drunken grin, honestly not expecting a bowling alley in his bedroom. Lulu was easy to please. She was more thrilled to get out tonight after been cooped up in a cage at home for weeks.  Her hands dropped from his head, standing a little straighter when he told her 'Why not?' that would have usually been enough, but then he brought up the good point that they could blame it on the mind altering substances. Lulus head bobbed along at the thought, it made sense in her head. "I like the way you think..." she drawled, eyes flickering to meet his gaze as she considered her next move. Lulu bit her lip, melting into more of a dorky smile, "Well, are you gonna show me or not?" she teased, holding his arm close to her. As much as it would have thrilled her to suck face in the middle of a party she couldn't bring herself to do something like that, she didn't like people spectating her personal life under a microscope - shotgunning canned butterbeer and making a fool of herself for shits and giggles was entirely different.

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Lulu told him that it was special as long as it was his, which it was. So he supposed then it must be deemed as special to her. She then asked if he was going to show her or not and he shrugged, putting out his joint in an ashtray that he usually left by the tanning chairs on the patio, and then gestured for her to follow him inside.

The music was still blasting and there were still people crowding almost every inch of the penthouse. He hoped that the noise wouldn’t bother the muggles who lived below them, but he supposed his brother had probably been smart enough to put up silencing charms around the apartment. And if not, that was one of the perks of having rich and famous parents, wasn't it? He took her hand so they wouldn’t get seperated and led her through the house to his room, which was down the long hall of doors and towards the end. He opened the door and gestured for her to enter before he did, appreciating that the walls muffled the noise at least enough for him to hear himself think. “This is it. Where the magic happens.” he joked.

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(I described the room a few posts up if you need it )

[lulu anne blishwick]

Saturday towed Lulu by the hand through the hustle and bustle of the party, she was careful not to bump into anyone as she danced and bobbed along. Along the journey, she realized she missed a section of the apartment she hadn't explored yet. This place was huge! When her friend opened the door to his room and gestured for her to step in first, like the true gent he was, she stepped inside with a curious smile and her eyes scanned the room. It was small, but practical. And it smelled of Saturdays staple herbal essence, and a hint of clean laundry.  

Lulu threw herself on the bed with no hesitation, never able to resist to 'starfish' onto a large king mattress, especially with how inebriated she was. It felt amazing to lay down. "Not too shabby, Sat." she commented in approval, sinking into the bed comfortably. She was feeling overstimulated in the new environment. The music and chatter of the party was muffled in his bedroom, somehow making her feel mind altering effects more. As turned her face toward his bedside table which housed his hamster and smoking accessories, her body jolted at the sight of something peculiar, "Woow, is that a gun?" she asked in a mixture of innocence and awe, blue eyes widening is disbelief with a funny stoney expression. The pureblood didn't know about Muggle trickents of that sort.

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She threw herself down onto his bed and he had to admit, he wasn’t mad about it. He had people on his bed often, it was where he spent most of his time day and night, with the window open but the black out curtains down. He’d smoke and watch movies, play games, or play guitar, and more often than not, one of his siblings would decide he needed to be social and come and hangout with him. “Awe thanks.” he laughed when she said his room wasn’t too shabby. She then spotted his blowtorch on his nightstand next to his dab rig and asked if it was a gun. It cost him a bit of effort not to laugh at her for that one. “No it’s a torch.” he told her, crawling across his bed himself to grab the object. He fiddled with it and then lit it briefly so she could see the flame and that it wasn’t a gun. “You’re a lot more innocent than I thought you were.” he teased.

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