𝘾𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙊𝙍: @evansamelia
Wren had gotten to Trace’s little birthday bash about thirty minutes ago and had made her rounds, mingling with people she already knew and then some. She was a pretty sociable person despite not being much of a party goer and that was when she noticed Amelia. “Amelia Bedelia! Get your ass over here!” She yelled out as she spotted the dark-haired girl, waving her over as her bell sleeves waved in the wind. “What’re you doing over here? I didn’t think crowds were your kinda thing,” she spoke, digging into her fringe lined purse and pulling out a joint. “Quite hypocritical of me to say, I know, but c’est la vie and shit, you know?” She chuckled out, pulling her white lighter out and lighting the joint. She took a hit and inhaled it, quickly exhaling it sooner after. “You want?” She asked, holding it out.