<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eGp9EM9.jpg) (https://i.imgur.com/0TqlRxT.jpg?1)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Dani Kumar (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16145277#msg16145277)</em>|<strong>Dani</strong>|<strong>Kraken</strong><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>French braid pigtails, brown hiking boots, jeans, red hoodie</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 5th, 9:00pm</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Clearing</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Edgar, Liam, Devina, Ellie, Thorne</em><br/><hr/><strong> </strong><br/><br/>With a laugh, Dani leaned in and nudged Ellie playfully with her shoulder.<strong>"Nice! And here I thought you'd be shy,"</strong>she teased, taking another bite out of the peach. When Thorne joined the group, Dani caught the tone. With less mirth than Elle received, she gave him a look that started at his pink shoes and went up to his eyes. It was a measuring stare that dripped judgement over the rebel's choice of attire. It was wrong. It was tacky. It was unconventionally sexy and she hated to think it. A man in makeup? Liam with his nail polish? Ugh! There were so many - her brain froze, unsure of what to call it - effeminate boys here and it was something she was entirely unused to in her bro versus bro world of toxic masculinity. It made her uncomfortable and snarky and crave spaces next to them. She didn't budge an inch.<br/><br/><strong>"Now that you're here."</strong>It was definitely a frosty welcome in comparison to others, but not unkind. She keeps his gaze for as long as he'll let her as Edgar chatters away happily before finally perking back up with enthusiasm over skinny dipping.<br/><br/><strong>"Nice try, <em>my dude</em>,"</strong>she said with a wide smile,<strong>"but you won't be getting any tits out from me!"</strong>Her bra and panties would be staying on the entire time, thank-you-very-much! As he requested the drum roll, Dani is one of the people to happily oblige as he revealed his snacks. Her excitement was rising! She listened as Edgar explained and demonstrated what to do and she was surprised by his guidance in how to properly obtain her first high for a first timer. His patient support was a stark contrast to the barked orders of coaches, but not unwelcome. He'd probably make a good teacher if he was allowed to be stoned while doing it. When he offers up Earth's bounty for an inhale, she's the first to jump at the chance. It might not have been a competition, but she was happy to treat it as such. She reaches for Edgar's already-lit joint rather than lighting her own to give it a try!<br/><br/>Dani was a lot of hot air, so knowing what a<em>bit of an inhale</em>felt like was foreign to the swimmer. She always went big! She started out slow, sucking in the smoke and watching the tip of the joint smolder. It took a moment, but she was soon feeling the burn. It was dry. It was uncomfortable. She had every intention of drawing in a deep breath, but she was stopped prematurely by the tickle in the back of her throat. She turned her head into the crook of her elbow to cough and a small cloud of smoke escaped. Hot damn that burned! She felt like it was choking her from the inside out. She gasped for breath and then coughed again, a deep hacking movement that made her belly hurt.<br/><br/><strong>"Jesus Christ!"</strong>she wheezed out, looking up at Edgar with incredulous eyes.<strong>"You made it look so easy!"</strong>she said before coughing again. She handed the blunt back (or off to someone else) and scooped up a water bottle. It did nothing to satisfy her dry lungs, but she chugged anyway. If she were embarrassed by her performance, it didn't show. The jock still smiled between increasingly smaller coughs.<strong>"It's just like the first time I tried alcohol. The way I saw my parents put it away I thought it would taste different and boy was I wrong!"</strong>They drank vodka like it was water, but vodka did<em>NOT</em>taste anything like water. Her mom and dad had never spluttered, choked, or coughed, though. They were far too classy for that sort of behavior. Honestly, it never even seemed like they had been drunk no matter how much they drank; they had always remained polite and in control of their senses during their dinner parties. To Dani's credit, she certainly still felt in control - at least she had inherited that ability! Despite Edgar's acknowledgement that the effects would take a few minutes, she was already assuming she must be one of the people who were immune to the effects of the stuff.