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[indent]Rose didn’t know how she should feel about her day so far (especially after the Shauna and Damian showdown in drama). She hadn’t yet gotten an opportunity to talk to her brother about [i]everything[/i] because he’s been preoccupied with Quincy ever since the party — who wouldn’t? Quincy was so nice, so chill, and so pretty, it made complete sense that her and her brother clicked. Her brother deserved someone like Q to give him butterflies. How did butterflies feel? Rose’s cheeks shifted to a light pink as she thought about the party, again. 

Damn that party.

Q would be one of the only girls Rose felt comfortable with getting advice from, that wasn’t her mama, or her auntie Lala. Rose didn’t have many girl friends. There was Pippa, but Pippa had gotten sick and taken an underdetermined leave of absence. Then there was the rest of Justin Credible’s crew and their wives and their children, but they weren’t necessarily the core of Rose’s family. Usually, it was Rose, A Double, and the boys. Quincy was a perfect addition, having joined the group a little less than a year ago, and eased in like it was nothing, which reminds her! Rose needed to ask Q if she could take pictures of her around the city. Maybe they can set some time aside tomorrow to do that. 

Parking the [url=https://78.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ma5g04hxes1qit42to1_500.jpg]Trip[/url] [url=https://i.ytimg.com/vi/aqtUfySkokU/maxresdefault.jpg]Ship[/url] (also goes by Weed Wagon and the Burn Bus) in front of the Taco Spot, since more often than not, Rose drove everyone around, and her mama wanted her to have a safe ride, but a big ride (just in case). The blonde hopped out of her vibrant car, which could be seen a mile away. It smelt of fresh, very fresh weed, since Rose took the time after theatre to smoke the rest of Doc’s stuff, having spread her weed throughout the school day. Absolutely necessary. She was fortunate that her mom got her a car she could make her own. Personalize it however she’d like! In another life, perhaps Rose would’ve been a hippie, but in this life, she was a girl with a van, and lots of friends that made her happy. 

Entering the Taco Spot, Rose gave Larry Boy, the usual cashier working when they came by, which was at least three times a week, a big grin and kiddish wave, before making her way to the table she knew that her brother would be at. Their table. They were regulars. Tacos were amazing. Even better when high. 

And weed, for Rose, was the best thing known to man, ESPECIALLY when you had anxiety out the wazoo, like her. She felt like she could now talk about things in a calm and orderly manner. Her eyes lightened up when she saw Q and Wyatt too. [color=b580f7][b]“Hihi! How’s everyone?”[/b][/color]

Quincy was tucked under A Double’s arm, leaning into him as they waited for the others. When Rose walked over, she grinned, and waved. [color=ff0066][b]“Hey, Rose!”[/b][/color] she said. Rose was good people, in Quincy’s book, at least. She was eccentric, sure, and yeah, people thought she was weird, but she was always nice to Q, and that’s what mattered. 

When Q greeted Rose, Wyatt looked up from his phone and a grin burst across his face. [color=1ca9c9][b]“Rose!”[/b][/color] he exclaimed, patting the seat next to him, his way of saying ‘Sit next to me.’ 

When Rafael had received the group text for tacos towards the end of anime club, he had quickly agreed to join the rest of his crew. He was stoned, and when he was stoned, he got hungry as fuck (who didn’t?). Riff invited his new, small, pretty friend to join them, and she had mentioned that she needed to head home first. The Taco Spot was quite a distance from the school, but if Raf got on his board and headed there right after club, he would [i]probably[/i] beat Gib-Gab. As it turns out, he did beat Gabriela, but the rest of the gang was already seated upon his arrival.

Rafael skated in through the restaurant doorway, which was propped open to allow some ventilation through the crowded dining area. Larry gave Riff a stern glare and called him out by name to put the skateboard away. Raf obliged, buckling the board up to his backpack once more with an apologetical smile and a friendly wave towards the clerk.

[b][color=86c67c]“Holaaa”[/color][/b] Rafael greeted his friends happily, jogging towards their shared table. Using his speed and momentum, Riff jumped up and slid into the booth — crash landing into Q and A Dubs. He was small, so it didn’t really hurt, it just smooshed the three of them into the bench seat together. Cozy… it felt nice. [b][color=86c67c]“What’s up? I think I could eat like… fifteen tacos right now.”[/color][/b]

A Double was busy, and hadn’t really looked up at either Raf, or Rose. His nose was buried in his phone, and the one who had the [i]most[/i] of his attention was Q, who had pulled his arm around her of her own volition, snuggling into him. A Double was busy, he was playing Pokémon, and he had priorities. He didn’t [i]have[/i] to make his order, they knew what he wanted, he got the same stuff almost every day, and he wanted to play Pokémon.

As soon as they’d walked inside, A Double had sat down at the table, and pulled out his phone, downloaded a GameBoy Emulator, and Pokémon Yellow. Now, he was playing it. He’d made it through the first route, and was currently doing his best to beat up Brock. It wasn’t working.

When he felt Raf shove into them, though, he finally looked up, blinking twice as he saw Rose and Raf having arrived. [color=17aa99][b]“Oh, hey guys! When did you get here?”[/b][/color]

 [b][color=b580f7]“Just now, Double A.”[/color][/b] Rose clicked her tongue in annoyance, crossing her arms as she sat close to Wyatt. Not as close as Q was with her brother, but close enough to show they were buddy buddy. [b][color=b580f7]“I have stuff I need to tell you, when you can take time out of your busy schedule for me.”[/color][/b] He was such a butt. 

[b][color=86c67c]“Oh… right… I have stuff to tell you too. But like, everyone, not just Dubs.”[/color][/b] Rose had unintentionally reminded Rafael that he needed to tell them about their potential sixth arrival. He probably should have included that in his text to the group chat, but oh well, in person was better. [color=86c67c][b]“I found someone shorter than me, guys. At anime club. So maybe I won’t be the babiest burner now. I invited her, and she’s cool, and likes DnD and anime and stuff, so, I hope she comes.”[/b][/color]

As if on cue, the door entered, and in walked a girl who was indeed shorter than Raf. She had medium length blonde hair that looked as if it had recently had a battle with a hairbrush and won. Her roots were very dark, though, and her hair was an unnatural, silvery blonde. She was definitely born brunette. She was wearing boots, skinny jeans, and a leather jacket over a t-shirt with a rickroll meme on it. At odds with this meticulously crafted ‘don’t give a shit’ look was her conspicuous lipgloss. The girl grinned a giddy smile as she made her way over to the group, waving.

Q grinned at the new arrival. It wasn’t uncommon for them to invite different people to hang out with them, in fact it was pretty normal. But for Raf to invite a [i]girl[/i]? And a pretty girl at that? Well, that was new. Quincy looked her up and down, analyzing her. She’d clearly been going for an easygoing look, something that screamed ‘I’m fun! But wholesome!’ The lip gloss though, was a clear sign that she wanted someone to notice her. Smirking, Q turned to Raf. [color=ff0066][b]“Raf, why don’t you introduce us to your friend?”[/b][/color] Q suggested. 

While Q was clear of the new girl’s intentions, Rose was sipping Wyatt’s cherry coke through a bendy straw, she has a bunch of bendy straws in her bag, staring dumbly at the girl. The girl was cute. A new person! Hopefully she was cool and didn’t mind weed. They all smelled like it, most definitely. Rose was never one to understand when people made subtle, or blaring obvious, advances… she was a cinnamon roll. 

After explaining that they should expect a newcomer, Rafael immediately went to work on snacking. There was a huge platter of loaded nachos in the center of the table, and they had Raf’s name all over them. Oh, wow, was it possible for a boy to be this hungry and not be dying? It sure felt like death. Riff meticulously crafted the most [i]ideal[/i] bite of nacho known to man — precariously balanced atop a single tortilla chip — and went to lift it to his mouth. 

[b][color=86c67c]“Huh?”[/color][/b] Raf looked over to Quincy when she spoke, clearly disturbed that his enjoyment of this perfect nacho was interrupted. He went back to attempting to eat it as he followed her gaze to the doorway. [color=86c67c][i]Woah.[/i][/color] The chip halted in it’s journey, caught in limbo, as Rafael stared at the new arrival. There he sat, stunned and frozen in time, with his mouth agape and a chip poised in front of it. And he just… stared.

A Double did not speak. He did, however, put his phone down and lean across his lover, reaching out with a single finger, and closed Raf’s mouth for him. A Double didn’t want like… a bug to fly in there, or something.

 [color=ff0066][b]“Or don’t. Sorry about him, I’m Quincy,”[/b][/color] Q said, grinning and waving at the new girl. Raf was head over heels, clearly, but hopefully Q could distract her for a second, so Raf could at least remember how to speak.  [color=ff0066][b]“This is my boyfriend, A Double, and that’s Wyatt, and this is Rose,”[/b][/color] she explained, gesturing to her friends.

Raf’s reaction honestly caught Gab off guard, and for a moment, she was as stunned as he was, but it passed long before his did. She’d dressed to make a good honest impression, minus the lip gloss. Was that for Raf?....yes. Was she expecting this reaction? Even after this afternoon, no. Not at all. Raf was doing his best impression of her when he told her he thought she was pretty. It was flattering, but a little embarrassing. And they were in a group. She turned her attention away from him for now and turned to Quincy. [color=9999ff][b]“Hey!”[/b][/color] she greeted to every member of the group in turn. [color=9999ff][b]“I’m Gabby. Gabriela Garcia. Nice t’meet you all!”[/b][/color] She then sat down at the last available space; opposite Raf.

[b][color=86c67c]“Gabriela,”[/color][/b] Raf greeted her without using her nickname, which led him to fall into a mexican accent as he said her name in full. He smiled then, having fully recovered from his stoned and stunned state. Riff wasn’t shy by any means, he simply didn’t expect her to look like that when she walked in. She didn’t look like that earlier! It wasn’t his fault… [b][color=86c67c]“You made it! Yes, this is Gib-Gab. She’s gonna be our new DM, and make us play regularly. Maybe.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=b580f7]“Oh heyyyyy GG, Double G, G-aroni! It’s nice to meet you.”[/color][/b] Rose can get behind the name. Lots of nickname potential. [b][color=b580f7]“I love dungeons and dragons. Ma and dad use to play it all the time. Now they’re in Japan having the time of their lives without meeeeee.”[/color][/b] Gimme some Nachos, Raf! Rose went for the food. She was famished.  

Wyatt waved enthusiastically at the new addition to their ragtag little group. [b][color=1CA9C9]“Hi! I’m Wyatt! Well, you knew that, but y’know. Just making sure. Just warning you about our D&D team though. We tend to suck. And by that, I mean we get stoned and never finish,”[/color][/b] Wyatt explained, grinning. [b][color=1CA9C9]“You go to BHHS?”[/color][/b]

The moment she heard Rose’s first sentence, she knew she’d like her. Wyatt also welcomed her. After listening to them both, she tried to answer them both at once, too excited and not having the patience to answer one, and then the other. [color=9999ff][b]“Yup! I go to BHHS. I’m a freshman. And I’ve never been a DM before, but how hard can it be? I’ve seen it done for years!”[/b][/color] She then leaned towards Rose. She wouldn’t try and copy Rose’s nickname game. Besides, Rose was perfectly fine. [color=9999ff][b]“So, Rose. Your parents are in Japan? Sugoi! I’ve always wanted to take a vacation there!”[/b][/color]

[b][color=b580f7]“Mhm! They’re in powder heaven, Niseko United, with Adubs’ parents. Livin’ uncle’s dreams on the slopes. Oh, and so you’re not confused when someone out of the blue calls me Ana, my full name is Ilyana Rosalyn Powers. It’s rare though, since that’s my grandma. She’s number one Ana. And Adubs and me are basically related.”[/color][/b] Rose clicked her tongue, a gentle smile gracing her face, when suddenly their table was blessed with TACOS. They were regulars so usually the employees just gave them a bunch of food they usually ordered. 

The waiter was surprised at the lively bunch. No, not really, this wouldn’t be the first time someone new has shown up at their table, nor was it the first time these kids were loud and full of energy. He happily stared at the newcomer. [b]“What can I get you?”[/b] He patiently asked. Maybe she’d become a regular and he wouldn’t have to ask for her order. That would make his job easy as balls. 

Gabby hadn’t even looked at the menu yet, and quickly grabbed it, scanned it, and selected the first thing she saw that she thought she’d really like, which was the second thing on the menu. [color=9999ff][b]“Yes, could I have the crunchy beef taco special, please?[/b][/color] The waiter graciously nodded and went off on his merry way, having forgotten to ask her what she wanted to drink. 

Wyatt’s eyes widened as the waiter set a platter of tacos down on the table. He grabbed one and took a bite, then looked up at Gabby. [b][color=1CA9C9]“Hey, do ya smoke, Gabby? ‘Cause, if so, we’ve got a ton of weed,”[/color][/b] Wyatt said, his mouth full of taco. Q reached across the table and smacked Wyatt on the shoulder. 

[color=ff0066][b]“Wyatt, you can’t just ask people if they smoke!”[/b][/color] Quincy scolded, grabbing her own taco. Wyatt furrowed his brow, confused. 

[color=1CA9C9][b]“But then, how do you find out if they do?”[/b][/color] Wyatt asked. 

Q rolled her eyes. [color=ff0066][b]“You don’t call them out on it in the middle of a taco restaurant, that’s for sure.”[/b][/color]

[b][color=17aa99]“YES!”[/color][/b] A Double shouted, before he looked up from his phone. He had been totally removed from everything for the past like, however long it had been, but it had been worth it. It had been worth it for two reasons, one: there were tacos now! Exciting. And two? [b][color=17aa99]“I beat Brock. I have my [i]very own[/i] Boulder Badge.”[/color][/b] A Double explained excitedly, reaching out and grabbing a taco of his own, stuffing the carne asada goodness into his mouth.

Then, he looked at Rose. [color=17aa99][b]“What do we need to talk about? I mean, I guess we can talk about anything. But maybe you have something specific to talk about. I dunno. I guess it’s impossible for me to know… since you never told me what you have to talk about. I don't think you did. Unless I missed it. I’ve been really paying attention to this game, cuz it’s real important I think.”[/b][/color]

Rafael kept quiet, because food was here now, and food took precedence. He listened to his friends chat as he hungrily munched on tacos, occasionally stealing glances at Gabby. What? She was pretty, and her lips were all shiny now, and he was totally into it.

Now her brother wanted to talk. [i]Tongue click[/i]. [b][color=b580f7]“Later. Not here. Let’s eat tacos.”[/color][/b] Before taking a massive bite out of her burrito supreme, she glanced over at Gabby and gleamed, [b][color=b580f7]“Welcome to the table of Misfit Toys. We have our quirks, but I think we’ll be the coolest people you know. Cool people attract cool people, and I think you’re cool.”[/color][/b]

[color=9999ff][b]“Thanks for thinking I’m cool!”[/b][/color] Gabby replied to Rose, before turning her attention to Wyatt, after their last conversation was interrupted by pokemans. Gabby suddenly got quiet, and leaned in. [color=9999ff][b]“I’ve never smoked before, no. I’m fifteen. But, uh, I wouldn’t say no,”[/b][/color] she smirked.

Wyatt nodded as he chewed his food, swallowing before opening his mouth. [color=1ca9c9][b]“Dope”[/b][/color]

[color=9999ff][b]“Literally,”[/b][/color] Gabby shot back, giggling at her own joke as she sat back. She spared a glance at Raf to see how he was doing and caught him staring, which made her cheeks color a little.

[b][color=86c67c]“You’ve never smoked?”[/color][/b] Riff spoke up after swallowing a bite. He was already two and a half tacos in, so he felt sated enough to speak again. [b][color=86c67c]“I feel like I started way earlier than fifteen, but that’s prolly ‘cause I was hanging out with these older goofs.”[/color][/b]

Ever the helpful person, A Double dug around in his pockets, before withdrawing his dab pen, which he held out to Gabby. [color=17aa99][b]“Here. It’s Mountain Dew flavored, which sounds gross, but really it just tastes like Mountain Dew. To be honest though, lately it’s been tasting like Q cuz she does this… thing. But you’ll be okay. I don’t think she’s gonna do that thing. You just put the pipe piece in your mouth and press the button and suck in until the button is red, then you take it out of your mouth and remember, if you aren’t coughing, you aren’t trying hard enough.”[/b][/color]

Gabby took the dab pen, and stared at it, with a very nervous, giddy wide grin. [color=9999ff][b]“You know that scene in Harry Potter One where he gets his wand and then his hair starts blowing?”[/b][/color] She asked to nobody, before staring at it a second or two longer. Then she just went for it. She did exactly as A Double instructed and sure enough she was coughing and spluttering up a storm. She handed the pen back to him. [color=9999ff][b]“Holy hell! How do you get used to that? It feels like if jaegerbombs weren’t a drink but were breathing in smoke from a fire!”[/b][/color]

[b][color=86c67c]“Cute.”[/color][/b] Riff remarked with a grin, having finished taco number three. [b][color=86c67c]“You get used to that, or, you just start to not mind it.”[/color][/b]

Q chuckled at Gabby’s reaction, and gently took the pen from A Double’s grasp, taking a hit and exhaling like a trained professional. [b][color=ff0066]“See? It’s rough sometimes in the beginning, but you’ll get the hang of it,”[/color][/b] Q explained, placing her head on A Double’s shoulder, and returning the pen to his hand.

[b][color=b580f7]“[i]Especially[/i] if we take you to the 500 Acre Woods. You’ll get an automatic contact high.”[/color][/b] Rose reached for a napkin and gently patted her face. For a moment, she forgot Gab wasn’t yet part of the group so she wouldn’t know that the 500 Acre Woods was also Dreamland which also was the place her and Adubs lived which use to have a massive weed farm but now is like a giant playground for them and her parents. 

[color=9999ff][b]“The 500 Acre Woods?”[/b][/color] Gabby inevitably asked. [color=9999ff][b]“Is that like a forest you all go to get high, or something?”[/b][/color]

A Double shook his head, pocketing the pen back into its rightful home as he thought about how best to phrase this. [color=17aa99][b]“No, it’s like this place where we do fun stuff and smoke weed and stuff and chill out… and stuff. It’s called the 500 Acre Woods on account of my dad’s name being Christopher Robin. You know, like Winnie the Pooh? Anyway, we do cool stuff there. Like, uh, have you ever played golf? We play golf there. Only, instead of golf balls we use pocket bikes. And, instead of golf clubs we just drive the bikes. It’s called fifty golf. And we have a mega ramp and like a lil skatepark and stuff. It’s just five hundred acres of fun stuff, to do. And a big house. And like, an underground house, too?”[/b][/color]

[b][color=b580f7]“Meanwhile, my dad likes to call it Dreamland, because that’s where their dreams came true! That’s where the magic happened and they became the extreme athletes we know today. JUSTIN CREDIBLE. Say-it-fast!”[/color][/b] Rose’s eyes twinkled thinking about her dad performing live in front of everyone. They could’ve died countless times! But they’re still alive and probably still being insane in Japan. 

Gab listened to the description of the 500 Acre Wood. [color=9999ff][b]“It does sound amazing, and I’d love to go there one day with you guys, but I prefer Dreamland. It’s snappier.”[/b][/color] At that moment, her tacos arrived, and she rubbed her hands with glee and started to tuck in.

Everyone was enjoying their food in all its glory. The best feeling in the world. For a good long while, all you could hear was the sound of chewing. Stoners had priorities. Food was one of them. [b][color=b580f7]“Maybe this weekend? If that’s alright with my bro, which reminds me!”[/color][/b] Rose enthusiastically chirped. [b][color=b580f7]“Quincyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy—”[/color][/b] One sec. Nom. Bite the burrito. Okay, continue.  [b][color=b580f7]“—yyyyyyyyyyyyy. Can I take pictures of you tomorrow in some of your favorite places? It’s for photography and I think you’d be the perfect model.”[/color][/b]   

Quincy grinned, covering her mouth and swallowing a bite of her taco. [color=ff0066][b]“Yeah, sure. I’ve gotta warn you though, I don’t think I’m that interesting,”[/b][/color] Quincy said with a shrug. [color=ff0066][b]”But if it helps you out, I’m all in.”[/b][/color]

A Double reached for a taco, but found only despair, as his hand grabbed nothing but the cold, damp air of sadness. He stared at the platter, once full of delicious food, and felt his heart slowly drop down to the floor. He was… still hungry. He kissed Quincy, and then stood up, slipping away from the table after squirming his way past Raf. A Double wandered, like a lost puppy, to the cashier desk.

There, he spoke with the waiter, then handed him a credit card. A Double twiddled his thumbs for a few minutes, before the waiter came back with four giant bags hanging on his arms. He transferred the bags to A Double, and A Double brought them back to the table. [color=17aa99][b]“Me and Q are going to Dreamland to watch cartoons,”[/b][/color] he announced. [color=17aa99][b]“I was still hungry, though, so I got a few more tacos. Like… like I think thirty more tacos. And some other stuff, too.”[/b][/color]

Q shook her head, smirking, before getting up out of the booth to join A Double, relieving him of two of the bags. She turned to the others and waved, the bag in her hand flopping around. [color=ff0066][b]”Bye! It was nice meeting you Gabby! I’ll see you guys tomorrow,”[/b][/color] she said, grinning and walking out with A Double, into the mid-day warmth of Beverly Hills.[/indent]