<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>Warm and excited<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans and a sweater<br/><hr/><br/>Isis smiled a bit, she could see the pride on Eiryn's face but also the self-criticism. She knew that feeling all too well. "I didn't mean past you, I mean...like...well sorry hard to put things into good words when I'm a little tipsy...okay well...what Imeant is through you into your soul." She just looked at Eiryn as she spoke about how she made them so small but perfect. "Okay, I'll be honest. I have no idea what you're talking about, I'm a visual learner rather than an auditory learner. Although I could probably return the favor by trying to explain cooking a really complicated dish."<br/><br/>"Yeah, it is good...right? I have some connections from back home still, they make runs up through here some times and drop me some off. Damn good kush and I've always preferred pipes. That way you get the unadultered drug, not paper added to it. Plus, Swisher's make my lips numb." She laughed softly and she blazed up, taking a long puff before exhaling it slowly about ten seconds later.<br/><br/>"I'm sure I can handle them. Show me." Isis could see Eiryn almost lean in to shotgun but she pulled away at the last moment, dammit.