Kenzie & Open - 9ishpm CW: mention of weed
Tonight had been an interesting night, her father had gotten a table for their family. This time instead of just her siblings, his fiance and her children had been seated with them as well. While it hadn’t been so weird, it had been awkward enough that Kenzie was already tired of being around people by the time the performances started.
After watching Scar slip on to the dance floor with one of the most gorgeous men she had ever seen in person, she slipped off towards the edge of the party. It was quiet here, and Kenzie felt like she could finally take a breath.
She gave a quick glance around, and once she was certain she wouldn’t be bothering anyone else, she pulled a small glass bowl from a hidden pocket in her dress. She turned her back to the party, choosing that moment to spark up the bowl. She was just slipping it back into the hidden pocket, when she turned to blow out the smoke, and found someone standing near. “Oh! Shite, I’m so sorry,” she apologized, only after she exhaled, hands coming up to try to push away the skunky smell of her weed.