[visual → faith's apartment] i am alone in this bed house and head she never fixes this
As Faith rolls, the tablet is not exactly turned on purposefully. Taxon is treated to the view of one slender arm reaching across the screen-- and a quick glimpse of a tattoo on the upper arm, identifying the owner of said limb-- then pulling back with a huge bag of chips in hand. She's out of view, but after the loud crunching of many gigantic mouthfuls of chips being consumed, there's the unmistakable sound of a lighter, then the slightly more mistakable (to the uninitiated) sound of one Slayer taking a deep drag off a joint.
She's not aware her tablet is on, but she's also high as shit and much more communicative than usual. No one would ever take advantage of that, right?
[ooc: Open to action for Sammo with Eric and Flurry with Dean if he feels like trying to white night, tablet for everybody else.
ALSO BACKDATED A WEEK OR TWO, hi irl fail sup.]
She's not aware her tablet is on, but she's also high as shit and much more communicative than usual. No one would ever take advantage of that, right?
[ooc: Open to action for Sammo with Eric and Flurry with Dean if he feels like trying to white night, tablet for everybody else.
ALSO BACKDATED A WEEK OR TWO, hi irl fail sup.]