Private Finished Acting Your Age

"Hey, there, Sprinkles," Bel said in greeting and with a wide grin as she casually siddled up beside the nek0, wearing tight washed out jeans, a low cut tank top, and stiletto ankle boots. She had noticed the cheerleader when they arrived a while ago, but they had disappeared before she had a chance to say hi.

"I saw you arrive earlier, but you kinda vanished before I could even say hello," Bel explained as she took a sip of her third, maybe fourth, beer. She had lost count actually as people seemed to be constantly replacing the beer in her hand as quickly as she drank them and consequently, Bel was feeling giddy and very welcoming towards everybody at the moment.

"Why were you hiding?" Bel asked with a slight frown as she finally noticed their body language and posture. The idea of Sprinkles feeling the need to hide at a party like this seemed, well, kinda sad, and in a way, this resonated with Bel so much that she decided, at that very moment, to correct that. Her mission, she decided, was to show Sprinkles a good time.

Standing there with her beer in hand, Bel gasped at Sprinkles's question, "Me? Drunk?" she said, trying not to laugh as she feigned surprise and indignation which, in the end only led to her eventually breaking out in a grin.

"Nah, not yet. But I am feeling very happy," she admitted with a wink. "Wanna get a refill or something, I am sure there's more vodka in the kitchen," Bel said not realising that it was water in the glass Sprinkles was holding.

(Yes, Bel is slightly drunk. lol )

Bel nodded in understanding when Sprinkles admitted to being overwhelmed. She, unfortunately, understood that too well. Unfortunately, she also handled her problems by hiding how she felt and trying to ignore her problems by partying and avoidance.

"Ohh, okay, sorry, I kinda forgot..." Bel admitted sheepishly when Sprinkles reminded her that he had to follow a cat diet.

"How about beer, or... " here she looked around thoughtfully while trying to think, "or weed? Can you smoke like Mary Jane?" she asked them very curiously as she set her own half empty beer down on a table.

Now Bel for all her apparent confidence, had never actually tried marijuana ... which was kinda odd since quite a few of the druids used it to relax and as a remedy of sorts for all types of ailments.

"Mary Jane is just slang for marijuana," she told Sprinkles with a smile as she walked up to him and looped an arm through his, noting that they were taller than her even with almost 3-inch stiletto heels.

"How about we go get a blunt, and maybe a beer or two and see what happens?" she suggested in a reasonable tone. "If you don't like it, we can just hang out or dance or something, okay?" Bel said as she glanced up at Sprinkles and smiled encouragingly.

Bel grinned widely at that. "I'm an expert in having a good time basically," she said as she led Sprinkles - using her nose - while gesturing at a few guests, wanting to know where they go the weed from, moving them through the crowded party looking for the weed guy chatting the whole while quite animatedly with Sprinkles.

"By the way," Bel said squeezing Sprinkles´s arm as they made their way to a group of boys smoking, possibly the guys they were looking for, "I love your hair, always have. Is it natural?" she asked curiously.