<strong>Derek / Evelyn</strong><br/><br/>Derek's face cracked in a wide smile as she created the smoke rings. The weed had already began to affect him, meaning he was feeling much more comfortable, relaxed and talkative. This was the start of his favorite part of a buzz; when the gates of stress released and his brain is not numbed by the herb.<br/><br/>"What makes me a freak? My eyes change color, ranging from green to silver, passing through numerous shades of blue and greens. That can freak some people out. Then again, people are usually more freaked out that I'm random and naturally hard to follow. Or the fact that I dig gothic things, I still watch anime and that I did my piercings myself." He explained, staring at the ceiling and his room. Derek took the bong and lighter and sparked up a bigger, thicker puff and inhaled deeply. He leaned back and grinned at Evelyn, smoke steadily leaving between his teeth, mischief in his eyes and then reared his head and exhaled the puff. "The devil's grin works better when I have my hat on and smoking from a joint or pipe." He noted aloud, not necessarily to Evelyn.<br/><br/>"Oh, I draw mostly, a bit of writing. Short stories, ideas for mangas that I may want to draw... I never end up completing any of them though. I always get blocked on damn details and then lose the inspiration because it has been too long." He answered her. "I imagine a lot but I don't have the talent or skills to get them out of my head in time, because they move. I don't imagine in pictures, I imagine in movies, in anime-like characteristics... Shit, I'm already feeling this. Dealer was right when he said it was some good stuff." He stopped himself as his creativity had kicked in. "Let's talk about you for a bit. You really come from France, do you?" Derek asked as he put the bong and lighter down between Evelyn and himself if she wanted more.<br/><br/>((Sorry for long post XD))