<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AbL9djv.png) (https://i.imgur.com/IPIXXJ4.png)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Elle "Ellie" Greene | Mr. Pringles (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>As pictured: Faux leather jacket, black undershirt, black leggings, tote bag, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 5th, 9 pmish</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>The Orchard</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em> Edgar, Liam, Devina, Danica, Thorne, Mr. Pringles |</em><br/><hr/>Dani sure was a bitch, wasn’t she? She was exactly like one of those pretty jock types at her own high school. They just tossed around mean statements then tried to slap on some verbal aloe as though it would sooth the burn. It made Ellie chuckle. “Whatever you say,<i>grandma</i>.” And she responded just the same. Girls like her always reminded her of  a granny with their backhanded comments and critiques. But they were<i>only helping</i>, riiight?<br/><br/>“Pfft,” The girl snorted at Edgar’s weed comparison, however. “Maybe. Better than that, really.” Although she did love the sound of fallen leaves crunching beneath her feet. It was one of her favorite things about moving out here to Colorado.<br/><br/>“More of a horror buff.” Ellie really had to think about it for a moment. She did like a fair bit of sci-fis though. But Mr. Pringles wasn’t the product of her love for space. “My ma’s never around, so my big brothers liked to torture me a lot with scary movies, growing up.” She shrugged and glanced up the tree she knew her little horror puff hid. She could even see the reflective gleam of his metallic mouth zipper. “The Alien series just became one of my favorites as a result.”<br/><br/>Then Elle points to Liam. “<i>Halloween</i>, yes. Although I do think the series is overrated. I enjoyed<i>Pumpkinhead</i>much more.” Sure, she felt bad for Jason and all, but Pumpkinhead was the true villain you rooted for. “Especially Pumpkinhead II.” Ellie made sure to add as she settled down next to Liam, specifically.<br/><br/>Ellie couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose at Thorne, or more so his comment about cheesecake. “I’m not really that into cheesecake, myself. It’s just …<i>too thick</i>.” She scowled at the thought. Sometimes she swore they tasted like cream cheese and sugar – that’s it. It wasn’t exactly that great. Even<i>if</i>she was supposed to be getting the munchies right now.<br/><br/>“So when is this supposed to hit?” She asked as she caught hold of the blunt next, taking it upon herself to have another lungful. Yet still, as she coughed the damn thing back out, the most she was feeling was a bit light headed from all the coughing. There were no munchies. No interest in throwing her clothing off and going buck-wild. She didn’t feel very light or mellow. Nor did she have a case of the giggles.<br/><br/>Ellie blinked, and just passed the thing on. Maybe it would hit her eventually? “What else can you play? Better yet, what do you actually<i>like</i>to play?” She smiled with genuine interest, even if she was looking a bit sleepy eyed while she said it. “How long have you been playing the guitar?” She had a strange jealous love for musicians. Some were just so naturally talented, it was dumbfounding.<br/><br/>