Breaking her cardinal rule regarding smoking only on special occasions, Lush lit a Davidoff and puffed impatiently, yet innocently.
Everyone was off on a tangent of their own, even X and Mer were too busy buzzing about whose dress was more revealing, and the blur that enveloped her after her 35th alcoholic beverage showed no signs of abating.
Lush decided to fix the situation by getting her (innocent) hands on a bottle of red wine, which she poured for herself in between irate puffs. If only she could blow smoke-rings as perfect as Bilbo! Or at least Squatter!
What a way to celebrate the end of her freshman year of college! The fact that her white suit showed no signs of succumbing to the dark (dirty) side was her only consolation.
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~The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories. This is one of mine~
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