[center]Ashe[/center]

Oh. Whoops. I was being weird... great. As Aimee came over I listened to her introduce herself and then grabbed her hand and shook it. Sweat isn't exactly a big deal and besides, I'm already wet.

"I knew what your name was earlier. Not sure why you stopped talking back then. I was trying to grow some cool blue fruit, they tasted awesome," I murmured, and then turned to Dwyer with dismay written all over my face. "Oh, no, really? I thought this was your place... but then again..." 

I sigh and glance over at the new guy. "Hey. I'm Ashe," I call over perfunctorily, and then check my pockets for more seeds and... oh! Luckily, there still are some. 

I head closer to Dwy and stuck with him since Aimee seemed to think it was smarter. Alec comes by after having what seemed like a mini-freak-out session, not sure why, and asks Dwy how long they'd been here, and when I hear him say two years, I tap his shoulder lightly. "Does that mean you've had time to build an awesome treehouse or something?" I ask excitedly. I love treehouses. There are so many people, though, that I'm having trouble focusing. So I try to ignore everyone else and focus on one to two people at a time, and once I get my answer from Dwy I start edging towards the trees. I like plants better than people most of the time and-- well, while she isn't too bad or anything, Aimee is a little... strong? Too hyper? Too much like I was when I was younger? I don't know. I don't have a problem with her, but I can tell it'll take me a little while to adjust to several new people, a hyper girl, and all the social stuff on top of what feels like the beginning of withdrawals. I'm not exactly happy to have been using them, but I can feel the urge to take something, [i]anything[/i], to help push away the problem of other people. That is enough to convince me for certain that I'm not dreaming or on a bad... errr, good, I suppose, trip.

It's definitely unpleasant already, feeling the craving, and the craving was distracting me, making me feel slightly irritable. Oh well... it isn't so bad yet, and won't be for a while. But the idea of facing it down as the withdrawals get worse is dreadful.