Hayden Jordan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} intheclear) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} st_margarets, |
Hayden had lost track of his date Natalia after a few faster songs had made the dance floor one big living and moving sea of bodies. He skirted the edges, keeping an eye out, but not too worried about finding her. The girl could certainly take care of herself and was popular enough to have quite the dance card to complete. The night was more than halfway over, anyway, and Hayden wanted to start asking around about the after party.
Hayden spotted Davian over by the punch and came closer to jab him in the side playfully. "Yo, D! You know what this dance needs? Some grass. You got any?"
The two of them had wandered back towards the ferris wheel and ducked behind the box that housed the mechanical guts of it. The wheel was powered by a huge generator that ran on gas and the exhaust was plenty to hide the smell of marijuana. Davian did indeed have weed on him and was gracious enough to share. The two of them leaned against the base of the giant wheel, grinning like two middle schoolers caught peeking into the girls' locker room.
"Hey, can you light me up already?" Hayden asked impatiently. He stuck his joint between his lips and waited for Davian to do his demon magic party trick of summoning fire.