flashing red lights means go {HAZE, open} ll MATURE

If there was one thing Lena liked about the break-up, it was that she got to party at any given moment she wanted. And that was how she ended up at a party which was supposed to be for older Durmstrang students - meaning the seventh years - but since Haze was popular with them, that meant Lena could enter the party with ease. It was wild in there, way wilder than her parties with the Seven Devils gang, and the other Durmies. That was made her love this party so much. Except half the boys she met seemed to be all over her, and that really, really scared her.

Now, Lena couldn't find where the hell Haze was. She was probably behind one of the numerous screens snogging some random guy she had met tonight. Lena didn't mind the snogging, but she thought that the least Haze should tell her was which screen she was hiding behind. She sighed, trudging around the room as she drank a bottle of firewhiskey.

Haze loved the parties the elder years had. They were always interesting, and also, if the older years had some crack around, a lot of interesting things would happen. That was how she was snogging one of them behind the numerous screens, holding them close to her. Merlin, he was good. If only Lena had the courage to do what she was doing.

Haze heard footsteps outside the screen, and she broke off the kiss, looking out to see who it was. She smirked when she saw it was who she thought it was. "Le!" she called. "Over here!"

Lena turned around when she heard a voice calling her name, and a smirk tugged upon her lips when she saw that it was precisely the person she was looking for. However, she wondered if she had disrupted anything particularly important... but considering Haze's pose, she had probably interrupted a snogging session that could wait until later... well, hopefully it could.

"Haze!" she shrieked, "where the fuck have you been, you bitch?" The intoxicated girl tried to walk towards her friend, but she was failing to do so. She cursed herself at the same time she tried to keep her feet stable. She coughed when she fell on Haze's feet. "Oh shit," she muttered, trying to stand up.

"I've been right here the entire time!" laughed Haze, flipping her hair. She whispered some rather mautre words to who had once been her snogging partner before standing up and talking to her friend. "Anyways, you saved me from that horrible snog. Urgh!" She stuck out her tongue and flailed her arms when she realized something very vital was missing.

"Lena!" she shrieked. "Where's my crack? Oh my fucking God - WHERE IS MY CRACK?!"

Lena could only laugh at Haze's enthusiasm, even though it was not directed at the right things. And now that Haze was out of that promiscuous position, she could finally take her somewhat seriously. She raised an eyebrow at Haze's next sentence, though, because... if she had to be honest, that was just weird.

"What the fuck is crack, Haze?" she asked, "some sort of fancy brand of wine? I'd love to try some!" Her face broke into an overly enthusiastic grin, trying to show her eagerness for knowledge on whatever 'crack' happened to be.

Haze had to laugh at Lena's comment. She had to remember that Lena was a little naive when it came to things like drugs and cigarettes, though she was excellent at identifying good brands of alcohol. But she also knew Lena didn't like drugs, and she wasn't sure at how to explain the concept of crack to her.

"Um... it's a brand of cigarette," Haze began hesitantly. She then lowered her voice. "You wouldn't like it, Lena."

"So... there is a brand of cigarette named 'Crack?'" asked Lena, tilting her head to the side incredulously. It wasn't as if Lena was inexperienced with cigarettes: she had a smoke or two once when Rhys wasn't looking. Even so, she knew that a brand of cigarettes named 'Crack' was a big turn-off to anyone, especially when it implied another substance Lena was wary of. Or at least, she thought it did.

"Why won't I like it?" Lena inquired, trying to get Haze to open up. Le disliked a lot of things, but she had to admit: that one smoke was one of the best moments in her entire life.

"Not exactly," Haze snapped, when someone offered her exactly what she wanted. For free. She lit it up and drew a long breath of the stuff. Oh... Merlin, she felt better already. She smiled at Lena.

"You won't like it, but if you want to, you can have a whiff," Haze said, passing the 'cigarette' to Lena.

Lena's eyes widened when she realized what was in Haze's hand. The whiff she got from the smoke was obvious enough. She opened her mouth to say something, but she closed it again. She knew it was not the best idea to yell at Haze, considering the large amount of fights they have and how they tend to turn out.

"No," she replied simply, "no. I suppose I should thank you for the offer." She smiled at her friend, a very kind smile.