Private Finished All lit up and I start to smile

"See! This is great! Maaaaaaaaaaan I can't believe you were all upset about this! Ya little baby."

Evie giggled as well, flopping down to lie next to Estella, staring up at the ceiling with glazed, unfocused eyes. Everything felt numb, distant, like she was watching herself through a screen, like she was controlling a character in a videogame.

"You feel all floaty now?" She wiggled her eyebrows. "Wait till I do this!"

Without waiting to hear Estella's response, she went and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and suddenly the two of them were off the mattress, their bodies slowly lifting into the air. Evie was already used to the feeling of weightlessness her powers gave her, but with how high she was right now she felt like she was experiencing it for the first time again. She giggled again, stretching her arms and legs out, unintentionally letting go of Estella to leave her floating unanchored.

"Whaddya think of that?" She asked, a smug expression on her face.

Evie snorted, then started to laugh as she spun around, clutching her stomach, the motion causing her to start to spin as well. She tried to reorient herself, but the drug messed with her coordination enough for that to be a struggle. She eventually floated up enough to reach the ceiling, she spun so that she could sit down, upside down, watching Estella's attempts to fly.

"Heeeeeey, what's it like up there anyway?" She asked, resting her chin on her hands, glazed eyes wide. "On that fuckin' space station? It sounds like its some fuckin' star wars shit. Bet it's cooooooooool right?"

Evie laughed again, softly at first, but soon she was roaring with laughter, falling back onto the ceiling and rolling around like it was the funniest shit she'd ever heard. She detached from the ceiling, falling back down onto the bed, and didn't stop laughing until she was laying back on the mattress.

"Duuuuuude," She giggled to herself as she looked back up at Estella, still floating up there. "You're like, suuuuper funny, probably like the funniest person in the school!"

Evie suddenly seemed to frown. She barely managed to hold onto one train of thought, bouncing around to whatever sudden thing came into her heard.

"Maaaaan, fuck the school." She grumbled. "You know I never went to school before coming here? I shouldn't have to do this shit! It sucks! I would be fine without it!"

If she were more sober she might have not let that slip, but she was too high to care at the moment, too busy with her complaints to notice.

Evie didn't even seem to notice or care whether Estella was even paying attention to her or not. At this point she was just ranting to herself.

"Like seriously? Who do they think they are? Telling me what to do. I was doing just fine before! I had a career! I had a future! And then the teachers are all like fuckin, 'Ooooh Evie you gotta apply yourself.' Like they know anything about me."

She then abruptly sat up, eyes lighting up. She reached up and grabbed Estella out of the air, lightly shaking her like she was a toy doll.

"Hey hey hey. Do you keep any of your paints and stuff in the school?" She asked, seeming to look through her more than at her.

Because only one of the girls was actually tethered to the ground by gravity, Estella's shaking kinda just...ends up making her shake more, even after Evie stops doing it herself. She kinda seems to half listen to her response, instead just kinda staring at her face, grin spreading even wider.

"Duuuuude, you got like, the dumbest face." She giggled. "Its like, the dumbest face that's ever faced before, fuckin' dumb face."

She started laughing again, almost immediately forgetting what she was asking about. Something about the paint? She actually finally got herself to stop laughing as she thought about it, focusing really hard on what she was doing before. Oh, right.

"Hey hey hey, we should like, totally paint more shit while we're here. Make this school all colourful and shit."