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[sub][b][color=ffff1e]Location |[/color][/b] Red Rock Canyon Campground, Las Vegas, Nevada (297 miles from Santa Monica, California)
[b][color=ffff1e]Interacting with |[/color][/b] [color=lightpink]Kim[/color] [@Stanifly], [color=669900]Hugo (aka Guitar Guy)[/color] [@BeastofDestiny], anyone at the campfire
[b][color=ffff1e]Mentions:[/color][/b] [color=D52759]Val[/color] [@Dirty Pretty Lies], [color=2ECC71]Umbra[/color] [@Severance], [color=f7941d]Matt[/color] [@Legion02], [color=ff4500]AJ[/color] [@TootsiePop][/sub]
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The bag that once held a healthy dose of light brown crystals sat half empty on the twin-sized bed in the cabin. If Matt had known, he might have been worried. Actually, he probably should be very worried. But there was only one person who knew just what happened, and she was flying way too high to care at the moment.

The ride through the Mojave Desert might as well have been straight through Death Valley for Emilia. She thought she had recovered from her latest breakdown. That was until it was determined that the Gearheads would be offering rides into Las Vegas for all the Misfits and the only car that had room to take her belonged to the boy who set off Breakdown #2 in the first place. AJ Tyler would now also be responsible for Breakdown #3. This one was a slow burn, in that it wasn't a whole bunch of water works pouring out and more of a solid repetitive sob from the blonde girl in the back seat. AJ tried his best, but the depressing nature of the trip so far was working against him. Emilia didn't even bother to try and text back home about what happened. It had been less than a day. Her stuff was with the dead RV. She was riding with one of the friends of the man who put her here to begin with. The frappe was all gone and there were no McDonald's along the way that drew so much as a slight turn of the wheel from the driver. Emilia kept her eyes shut as she leaned along the window, not caring for the sandy landscape passing by.

When the convoy of vehicles arrived at the intended destination at Red Rock Canyon, Emilia quickly bolted into one of the rudimentary cabins that had been made available to large groups of people such as themselves, wanting to continue her crying in solitude. She didn't even get a chance to share the M&M's with Umbra as she promised, but she attacked them once she was in the room. The others seemed more content to take in the new surroundings, so Emilia ravaged the candy reserves she had been given by the running back with reckless abandon. She opened up the ziploc bag full of what she assumed were pop rocks and went to dump the entire thing into her mouth all at once.

It was about halfway through that she realized it wasn't pop rocks at all and quickly returned the bag to its upright position, nearly coughing up all the crystals that she did consume. 

The fact that she didn't get the expected sugary treat left Emilia curled up on the bed again, sobbing that literally nothing was going right on this trip. But this time the crying only lasted about 30 minutes. Then Emilia felt neutral and at peace with the situation she was in. Ten minutes later, Emilia felt downright giggly. Twenty minutes later, she was standing in the tiny bathroom of the cabin, humming Ariana to herself and just admiring how pretty she looked, even with her makeup all washed off. It just felt good to have water hitting her face. Everything felt good really.

[color=ffff1e]"I look good... I feel good,"[/color] she repeated to herself for the 19th time. She brushed her hair back down. Feeling it against her bare shoulders now that she had shed her leather jacket on the bed. [color=ffff1e]"I feel so good! I... I should share this! Everyone should feel this good!"[/color] Her sense of purpose renewed as the MDMA was fully taking effect, she finally left he cabin for the first time since they arrived.

Emilia could smell the smoke coming off the crackling campfire that had been built in the vicinity and was drawn towards it like a happy moth to the flame. There were people there. Her people. Her friends, and the people with the cars that drove way too fast, and ... a someone with a guitar. Who brought a guitar? Could they play Ariana? That would be cool.

The blonde looked for a person to plonk herself next to, and with Val seemingly not in the fire's glow, she found one of her other best friends and took advantage of the open spot next to Kim, sitting down beside the calming influence in her life.

[color=ffff1e]"HI KIM!"[/color] she announced as she wrapped an arm around the brunette, blissfully forgetting Kim's stringent "no touching" policy. [color=ffff1e]"Awwww, I'm so lucky you're my friend! You have the best music!"[/color] She turned her attention to the rest of the fire folks! [color=ffff1e]"I'm so lucky you're all here! It's so great to, like, just be here and not thinking about that fucking asshole Brandon!"[/color] It was clear that the drugs had completely removed Emilia's filter, right down to the swear words that the sober Emi would never utter. [color=ffff1e]"You guys are awesome! I wish I could hug you all at once!"[/color] She looked over at the unknown face, the guy with the guitar. [color=ffff1e]"Even you! Man, Brandon would flip if I took a selfie hanging off you, wouldn't he? Damn straight he would, the fucker."[/color] She looked around the fire. [color=ffff1e]"Shoot, where did AJ go? I have to apologize to him for being all mopey and everything on the ride here! He was so nice to drive me... And I gotta apologize to Umbra for eating all the M&M's... I'm not even sorry! They were soooooooo good!"[/color]

She leaned up against Kim for support as she breathed a happy sigh. [color=ffff1e]"They were so good, Kim. You wouldn't believe.[/color] She mimicked eating them for emphasis as she continued to rest her head on Kim's shoulder, her arm falling by the wayside.