Fey- -raises eyebrow, and rolls eyes, going on line- Thanks for the face. But sure, what do you want? -looks at menu-
Ryan The hash oil is only for big boys. And you're welcome. *Lightly hugs her* Have a safe journey home.
Troy: No. What gave it away... Was that nobody with heart could have done it, only somebody as cold as you
Jack: you keep these dirty little secrets and you wanna call me cold? Your almost as pathetic as those kids who think their hot **** because they finally learned how to use a lighter, so they think if it's flammable it belongs in their smoke stack they call a mouth.
Noelle: *rolls her eyes, smiling slightly* Well I'm a big girl. *laughs, opening the door* Bye Ryannn. *walks out, slamming the door shut behind her*
Kirsten: Replies: Good! Because I'm home alone and bored...sigh...meet me outside Costa? Pronto (Always wanted to say that word!).
Fey- -thinks about that for a second, and shrugs- Fascinating, in its own way. -orders a smoothie and pays for it, sitting down across from him- So what do you draw? -takes a sip-
Ryan *Shoves on his black harrington jacket and grabs a small bag of hash oil off the counter. Steps out of his apartment and locks the door behind himself*
Kirsten: Quickly slips on some high-tops, grabs her handbag of various phones and sets off down the street, Tweeting and Face-booking.
Danny: Everything. *takes his sketch pad out of his black leather messenger bag* Noelle: *waving her arms frantically in the air* Come on! Taxi!?