open to Rohypnol
GHB had watched the ceremony with disdain, his lip curling as he felt the amount of power radiating off Heroin and Marijuana. He would never have that much and it just made him want to tear them both to pieces. But he sat still during the ceremony, almost nodding off because being away before seven PM was not good for him. The sun illuminated everything and GHB worked best in darkened corners and alcoves, under the cover of blackness. Still, there would be a dinner - not that he'd eat any of it - and copious amounts of alcohol, so even though GHB strongly disliked his two older brothers, he'd stay long enough to drink free booze and dance with his sister.
Dinner was... well, GHB picked at his food and ignored that annoying, drunk mortal who stood up and babbled about love. Finally, after courses of weird food that GHB hated, the eating ceased and the dancing began. Still, Marijuana and Heroin had to have their first dance and GHB only watched with a bland look on his face, slipping away quick enough to talk to one of Marijuana's mortals - the young one - before the smart one summoned him away on some fool's errand. GHB merely shrugged and wound his way through the crowd as other couples began to start dancing, finding his date easily - he was drawn to his sister, after all, always - and slipping a tight arm around her waist. "See anyone worthy of our attention?"