Ash was starting to think this party was the most boring one in the history of parties. She had sold the pack of weed she had before the party had even started, so she had none on her at all. She couldn't even grab a girl and fuck her cause no one looked good at all. God, she hated this.

She made her way over to the table of drinks, nothing looked good, but she grabbed a bottle of some random whiskey, and popped it open. She took a swig and sighed at the flavor, she was already too drunk to gag at the horrid taste. She looked around the crowd. The house was huge, but the crowd was bigger. She needed to smoke something, anything.

She went to find a backdoor or something because if she didn't get any fresh air soon, she was going to throw something. She noticed the backdoor when she felt someone run into her side. She watched as the girl who bumped into her toppled to the floor, thank god the cup she had in her hand was empty. She stared at the girl blankly before holding her hand out to help her up, "Watch where you're going next time, princess." The girl stood up, but before she could say anything a guy, a lot taller than the girl, ran over to check if she was alright. When he noticed Ash he scowled and pulled the girl away from her. Ash sighed softly and rolled her eyes before speaking, "Do either of you have a cigarette? please, I'm actually desperate at this rate."