Location: Courtyard
Apparently, she wasn't the only one that wanted a drink after she mentioned Drake’s flask. Which, only actually made her like the group bit more. A legal drinker and several underage drinkers, though the little boy never drank any. That was good. She and Khloe were close enough to 21, but he was what? 10? 11? He was still so adorable though, and unfortunately, he left the group not too long after Sally's arrival. However, Cleo seemed to get cooler and cooler the more she talked. And Khloe, had gone quiet compared to earlier. Sally hoped that she was alright. She would ask later when they were back in their dorm.
While she waited for the flask to be passed around, Sally’s eyes popped open once more as the blonde haired woman, Cleo, mentioned her ability to them.
”Woh what!?” You can turn invisible,” She asked as a bit if of a mischievous grin parted her lips. She wondered if Cleo ever used her ability to her advantage. Something that Sally herself would sometimes do… like when she can't reach stuff on the higher shelves.
”Hey, you could totally go hide out in one of the guys bathrooms while they showered… oh, Sally gratefully too the offered flask, as it had been passed around their little circle, and once it was in her hand, she eyed it for a moment.
”So uh… it's a good thing I've had my cootie shot,” She joked as she brought the the flask to her lips, her eyes meeting Drake’s, a playful glint in them. That glint though, soon disappeared and she winced, pulling the flask away from her lips after several long drinks.
”Holy sh-” Sally broke out in a bit of a coughing fit, the whiskey not as smooth as she had expected. Her throat burned and she felt as if she could breathe fire. Leaning over, she coughed several more times before she finally stood, her eyes wide, tears in them.
”Yes, please, here's my number. Save it. Call it when you decide to go get more of that, and I'll give you money for some good stuff.” Maybe something else. Sally happily took Drake's phone and quickly added her number, saving it under "Ally Al". Afterwards, she took another quick drink from the flask, a little more prepared this time for the burn of the liquid, and passed the phone to Cleo.
After Drake had returned her phone to her, she gave him his flask back and then something amazingly spectacularly unexpected happened. No, not the fact that Drake had stepped back to have a smoke, although she would try that one day. But not this day. No, Sally watched as Drake puta cigarette between his lips, then searched for a lighter. He seemed unable to find one… until he used his finger. That's right… his goddamn finger. Sally gasped and her eyes grew almost comically wide. She pointed at Drake, unable to speak for a moment. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips and she hurried over to him, ignoring the smoke that billowed out of his nose. Grabbing his hand, she lifted it up and looked it over. Now, she remembered that he was unable to burn, but this fire thing was new.
”Did you see that?” Sally looked over at Khloe and Cleo, excitement clear on her face, Drake’s hand still in in hers. Quickly looking back at Drake, Sally grinned.
”Do that again. When did you figure this out?” It was clear that she was excited for him, something she couldn't be said for herself. It seemed everyone had a better grasp on their abilities than she did. The thought saddened her for just a moment, but then she brightened back up. Drake learned a new trick.