<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236x/cc/b8/8f/ccb88fa477ea0ab73d1caa294c312a7f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Isis Hastings<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Eiryn's apartment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Eiryn<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Getting to know each other<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans and a sweater<br/><hr/><br/>Isis smiled a bit sleepily and took the last hit from the pipe before setting it on a table near the bed. "I usually put it in food, omg I almost accidentally set out pot brownies at the bakery to sell. That would have been horrible." She giggled, weed made her do that. She settled down onto the mattress, against Eiryn slightly before looking up at the woman.<br/><br/>"So..what do ya wanna know? I'll answer pretty much anything, what qualifies as stupid?" She grinned playfully. "In all honesty, there's not much to know. You know bout the baking and I speak three languages. Ummm, I play the piano and the violin but usually only when I'm alone. I have some slight abandonment issues. My brain's like a mix of recipes, song lyrics, stupid useless nerdy trivia, and a fair amount of nerdy in general. It doesn't really matter that my trust fund's back, not gonna get me to stop working. Probably gonna invest some of it and give some to charity." Isis made herself a little more comfortable as she lay there. "Yeah, sure. I'd really like that." Her southern drawl was even more pronounced because she was high and a little drunk. She wouldn't mind being photographed nude, never done it before but she wouldn't mind it.