Jamie had found herself with a rare night off, it was pretty dead in the bar since everyone was here, so when she was told she could go she followed the crowd and ended up by the drinks table. She had never been to annual bonfire before, and she was kind of struggling since her sister wasn't here like she said she would be.
As she did a final scan of the crowd for aforementioned sister she noticed a guy also at the table who looked kind of familiar. "Don't drink the blue stuff" she said quietly, locking eyes before looking away. "I'm not sure what it is but it smells like death." She nursed her own beer and shrugged.