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[bybrokenminds]

Here's a tallish, lanky, nineteen year old boy, a joint between two fingers, studying the room. He takes a long hit and exhales slowly. Really, if there's a word to describe this boy, it would be 'slow'. Slow-moving, slow-talking, slower-thinking than his older brother. He gives a small, two-fingered wave with his free hand and smiles lop-sidedly

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[sinner_eve]

Hey there. *waves*

[bybrokenminds]

*oh hey, pretty girl* Hey...

[sinner_eve]

You new?

[bybrokenminds]

Just got here. You?

[sinner_eve]

Oh, I've been here for ages.

[bybrokenminds]

Is it cool? *flops on a chair and takes another hit, then offeres the joint to Eve*

[sinner_eve]

*accepts happily* Thanks, sugar.

*takes a hit and sighs deeply* Mmm, this is good shit. The place isn't bad, just crazy.

[bybrokenminds]

Jamaican homegrown. Best kind there is. *slightly out of it grin* From my own backyard, mon.

[sinner_eve]

I think I love you.

[bybrokenminds]

*rubs the back of his neck, laughing quietly* Hey... cool...

[sinner_eve]

*hands the joint back* I'm Eve, by the way.

[bybrokenminds]

*sticks it between his lips and nods* Dario.

[sinner_eve]

Nice to meet you. *grins*

[bybrokenminds]

Nice to meet you too. Cool accent.

[sinner_eve]

*smiles* You can blame my fathers for that.

[bybrokenminds]

They're from London, I'm guessing?