[M] burning on the highway.

Lolita Monroe · 04-27-2010, 12:51 PM

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-is late- ^_^; Yay 4/20 thread! x00+ words.

Lolita knew very little of human traditions and holidays, and that did extend to her having no knowledge of what an important day this was to the humans who had smoked the marijuana she had come to rely on to keep her body moving through what she had realized was a very desolute world without someone beside her. The creamy Dahlian had met with Anselm recently and had come to terms with the fact that the war had become personal just because of her home and loyalty, but she now knew that she could still call Anselm a friend. She was slightly reluctant to do so, however, despite the war being over, just as she was reluctant to call Kaena a friend once more. She was too young, mentally, to understand that the war had been necessary. It was unfortunate, but it would likely take her a bit longer to come to terms with everything that had happened on both sides of it.

Considering the fact that the day was not special to her in the least, Lolita was very surprised to be practically assaulted by the scent of burning herbs long before she could actually see the gathering. Though she had been on her way to her house in the city, Miss Monroe veered in a different direction, curious about the heavy scent in the air. What she found was surprising—a very large gathering indeed, marijuana burning everywhere, and not only did she see some she had smoked with before (Rurik and Anselm, specifically, and she had met Razekial), but she saw others, including... Conor? That certainly came as a surprise to her, as she had not pegged her new alpha male as the type to mingle with a crowd like the one gathered here. The petite woman let her left hand fall to sit on the leather bag hanging at her side, raising her right in a small wave, saying almost timidly, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

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