Really, the only thing Chris had thought about when he arrived here was shagging and pills. Alcohol and parties were secondary, but were also just as important because it was easier to find shaggable bints at parties when they were a) off their tits and b) higher than Chong. To say that that was all he was about though, would be a very judgmental statement, as there were other great things about him. Somewhere. He, for the most part was care-free, poor but completely carefree, unlike Cass.
He was rolling up a joint when Cassie began approaching, he almost didn't see her until he realized his lighter wasn't working, and he was about to ask the person next to him. Smoking spliff in public probably wasn't one of his brightest ideas, but he'd been so long without some that he didn't really care. As he looked up to ask them, he saw a familiar blonde making her away across the road and a lazy smile spread across his face. He stood quickly to meet her, "Cass! Spliff?"