It felt uncomfortable not to have her comment validated by a response. She opened her lips slightly, as if to say something, then used the opening to take a drag from her cigarette. It was at its end and she threw it on the grass, then used her wand to turn it into a single stack of grass.

“This tastes terrible,” she concluded. She wanted to wash her mouth off of the taste, it she also loved the light headedness it’d give her.