Little Pink Book **Now Open For Roleplaying**

[That-Awkward-Kid]

January 5th, 2013 12:53 pm
Victim: Jessica Rose
Location: Redwood High School Stairwell
Killer: Unknown
Suspects: The Entire Senior Class and Teachers

Jessica Rose, Redwood High's most popular schoolgirl, was found strangled to death and pushed down the stairs leading to the infamous Dirty Tower of Rosewood High. The only stairwell and room without video cameras, students would often retreat there to participate in sexual activities and drug deals. It is rumored teachers also had their times up in that room.

Redwood High, Home of the filthy rich.

"It's true, everyone wanted to kill Jess. She had dirt on everybody, secrets to kill for," -Veronica Myers, Age 17, Senior

"Jessica? Jessica Rose? That slut is the reason my parents are divorced!" -Ryan Fable, Age 18, Senior

"Whoever killed that bitch did the world a favor," -Alyssa Ray, Age 16, Senior

"I guess that whore really got what was coming to her. Took long enough," -Jack Samuels, Age 17, Senior

"Yeah, she was my friend, once, in like, third grade. Never made that mistake again," -Ashley Carrel, Age 17, Senior

"Everyone knew Jess and everyone hated her for the exact same reason. She knew their secrets," -Bryan Jennings, Age 18, Senior

"Nobody is really sure how she knew so much shit about everyone, but everyone knew she kept a diary of EVERYTHING. The diary she kept under lock and key; on her at all times," -Melanie Vanel, Age 17, Senior

"She thought she ruled the school, and in a way she did. All that blackmail she sent out sure kept everyone under her control, well until now..." -Vanessa Child, Age 18, Senior

"The diary? Yeah, everyone knew about it and everyone was dying to get their hands on it," -Shane Alemon, Age 18, Senior

"Jess was the hottest girl you'd ever meet, but damn that girl was the devil in disguise," -Chuck Bass, Age 18, Senior

"Now that she's dead, what happens to her diary?" -Alexis Fair, Age 16, Senior

Extreme lack of remorse from peers, large hatred towards Jessica Rose present.

The truth of the matter was, nobody really knew where the little pink book was. It wasn't at the crime scene and police searched the house to come up empty handed. They could only assume that little pink book was the reason Miss Jessica Rose was murdered. As long as that book was missing, the secrets of the entire upper class families were at steak. The police didn't give word about the missing book just yet in order to avoid chaos. It would not be long before word got out about the missing diary and the secrets that were up for grabs.

There are two essential questions that needed to be answered: Who killed Jessica Rose and Where is Jessica's Diary?

The entire school is on lockdown. Nobody can enter or leave. Food and water is provided. Nobody gets out until the mystery is solved, no matter how long it may take.

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How This Roleplay Works
All of your characters are suspects in this murder case and must all act suspicious. Everyone has to lead people on to think they are the killer so it is just a mess of crazy accusations. These secrets should be big and serious to the point where lives and reputations would be destroyed if anyone ever found out. They can be as bad and disgusting as you want. It is preferred that characters have multiple secrets that are slowly revealed throughout the roleplay. Trusts and bonds will be made and broken. If you want your character to be the murderer PM me and I will get back to you. The school is very old but part of it has been refurnished and has an unused wing that is partly demolished from decay. Nobody really goes down there because of rumors of hauntings by previously killed students. Branching off of the school are two dormitories, one for boys and one for girls where the students must stay until further notice. Video cameras are all over except in bathrooms and the Dirty Tower and stairwell due to construction prohibiting wiring of the tower. There is a small fenced in courtyard that is guarded by police officers students are allowed to roam in for up to one hour. Word that the diary is missing will be released later on in the roleplay.
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Skelly
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Secrets: (Can be about character themselves and/or family)
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My Characters

Name: Alexa Fasche
Gender: Girl
Age: 16
Secrets: Alexa seems to be just an average girl but she has some deep dark secrets she would never want anyone to find out....

Name: Alyssa Ray
Gender: Girl
Age: 16
Secrets: Alyssa was one of those girls who pretended to be friends with Jessica, mainly because she couldn't risk anyone finding out her secrets. A lot of the time she told Jessica other gossip and rumors about people to keep herself high on Jessica's friends list. Alyssa was relatively new to Redwood because her family had sent her there after a series of...incidents...at her old schools. Alyssa swears she is no longer the girl she used to be, but how true can that statement really be?

Name: Shane Alemon
Gender: Guy
Age: 18
Secrets: Shane here is your typical bad boy. He does drugs, hangs out with bad crowds, and often gets mixed up in serious situations. Some say that when he spent his two months in Juvy last year he joined a gang. Others say he killed his cellmate there. There were many rumors around that time, and when Shane got back to school he didn't make a point to talk to anybody anymore. Had this bad boy turned shy or had he seen his fair share of evil in the world?

Name: Ryan Fable
Gender: Guy
Age: 18
Secrets: Ryan and Jessica go WAY back. Their families have known each other since they were little kids and it is believed Ryan was Jessica's first kiss in the fifth grade. Eighth grade was when it all went south and everything between the families went sour. There were plenty of stories about what Jessica did to divorce Ryan's parents, and why she did it, but only Ryan and Jessica really know for sure.

[ScarletTheKitty]

Name: Alana
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Secrets: To put it simply, she steals and robbs banks, working for criminals. She gets paid little, but doesn't care- her family has enough money anyway.

Name: Robert (Rob)
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Secrets: If I told you, it wouldn't be a secret, now would it?

I apologize for the short forms :3 Kind of saving my energy for posts xD

[RoseAnnStyles]

Name: Harry
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Secrets: (Can be about character themselves and/or family) I don't have a secret, why do you think I have one?

Name: Peyton
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Secrets: (Can be about character themselves and/or family) She seems innocent on the inside, but always someone has something to hide. She steals, and rips off people.

[Supa-Bacon-Cat]

Name: Ross Lynch
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Secrets: Ross seems like the innocent guy but he sleeps with a lot of girls, mainly to get the dirt on other people. Girls are the best at gossip and secrets. He knows a lot about the people in the senior class. What secrets does he know? Who knows? He's not telling.

Name: Selena Watersong
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Secrets: Always the innocent girl, she gets good grades and dates good guys. But she has a little secret. Underneath her good looks and charm is a trained self-defense artist. She's handy with a bow and arrows and a knife. Give her any weapon and it will take a mere 3 minutes to get used to it and become a pro. She was born with the skill for fighting. But will she ever use it?

[Wolves-Rule1]

Name-
Jake Sean Hunter, Jake was born with the middle name od Lucas, but after his father died he change it.

Gender-

Male

Age-

Seven Teen

Secrets-

I know who did it, but why would I tell you ;)




Name-

Damon Dean Due

Gender-

Male

AGe-

Eightteen

Secrets-

None

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Im going to make a post in a little while in case anyone still wants to roleplay here lol

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Alexa
All was silent except for the unnerving slapping of her flipflops. With each and every step she took her shoes whipped the bottom of her heels and let off a loud noise that echoed down the abandoned hallway. Being the bravest in her clique she had accepted the dare. Her heart pounded a thousand times a minute as she slowly made her way into pure black darkness. She blinked a few times to help her eyes adjust to the lightless hall and peered at nothing in particular. She squinted slightly trying to see if she could make out any figures ahead of her. If only the dare allowed her to bring a flashlight, then this wouldn't be so creepy. Alexa took a deep breath and listened as the whisper of air from her lips drifted down the hallway. She reached her arms out in front of her to avoid running into anything and bit her lip as her heart pumped faster with each step she took.

She wore a light blue tanktop with jean shorts and her favorite flip-flops. Alexa loved flip-flops and wore them quite often. Her straight, light-brown hair was neatly tucked behind her ear and swished around her chest as she turned. The pupils of her chocolate-brown eyes dilated, searching for any sort of light source that could help illuminate the hall a little better. Goosebumps rose upon her neatly tanned arms and Alexa tried to calm down and relax by assuring herself that there were no such things as ghosts.

Her shriek could probably have been heard throughout half of the school. The tiniest little furball had dashed over Alexa's feet, scaring the crap out of her. She dropped back against a wall and clutched her chest, breathing heavily with fright. Her sweaty palm gripped and crumpled the middle of her tank-top and her eyes darted all around in hope they would spot something, someone, anyone. Still not having realized what just clawed at her feet the paranoid girl called out into the darkness, thinking it was a ghost trying to grab her.

"H-hello? I-is anybody t-there?" she stuttered as she pressed herself more firmly back against the wall.

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Alyssa
Alyssa pulled her perfectly tanned legs up to her chest and gazed up at the bright blue sky. Not a cloud was in sight on this glorious day. She let out a quiet little sigh and just let in the world around her. An old memory of running through fields with her sister surfaced in Alyssa's mind and she pushed it away, closing her eyes and rubbing her forehead for a moment.

She ran her fingers through her wavy blonde hair and took in a deep breath of air. Alyssa was propped up against the side of the school building spending the one hour she was allowed to have outside relaxing. Her bright blue eyes flickered open and she gazed out at the horizon. A small smile appeared on her lips as she enjoyed basking in the warmth of the sun and the gentleness of the nature around her. Then the whistles blew.

The guards blew their loud, annoying whistles to round up all the teenagers outside and take them back into the building. Their hour was up, and Alyssa was very unhappy with that. She frowned and rose to her feet as a guard began making his way towards her to escort her inside. She fixed her shirt and wiped the shards of grass from her legs just as the guard approached. Since she was being lazy and taking her time getting up he was going to help her hurry up and get inside, as the teachers would put it.

"Miss, your hour is up and I need you to head on back inside the building now," he stated firmly. Alyssa rolled her eyes at him and spun around to turn her back to him. She had never respected many adults and she did not plan to show them any respect now. She dragged her feet along the grass emphasizing the slowness she took to go towards the doors to purposely aggravate the guard. He clenched his teeth and gripped her arm to tug her along and speed up her walk to the building. Alyssa clenched her fists and pulled her arm sharply back, digging her heels into the ground in attempt to get away from the guard.

By this time almost everyone had made their way back into the building and Alyssa stood outside with a guard who had a tazer and loaded gun sitting ready at his waist to use at a moments notice. Being the stubborn girl Alyssa was she refused to move unless he was going to let her go on her own.

"Let go of me!" she demanded loudly.

"Sorry miss, but rules are rules and you must head back into the building now. I do not want to have to cuff you and take you in that way, because that would look very bad in front of your classmates," he threatened. This only made Alyssa even angrier, so she decided to spit in his face and try once more to pull herself from his intense grip on her arm. The guard tightened his grip and wiped the saliva from his face.

"You shouldn't have done that," he said angrily, jerking Alyssa forwards a few more steps towards the door that was about fifteen feet away.

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Shane
Shane sat in the corner of the bathroom smoking weed as a guard banged at the door demanding to be let inside. His hair was a mess and the clothing that he wore hadn't been washed in three days. His head lay against the wall and his legs were sprawled out on the floor. He smoked nonchalantly and ignored the yells and threats from the guards outside.

The moment he knew Jessica was dead and her book was still out there somewhere, he knew his life was over. Not everyone was sure whether or not the police had the book or if the killer had gotten hold of it, but either way Shane knew whoever read that book would know all his secrets, and once those secrets got out, Shane would be so screwed.

When he was young he used to live in foster homes, but once everyone realized how messed up he was they just sent him off to this boarding school in nowhereville when he entered 9th grade. He stayed pretty under the radar and hung around a lot of the skaters or druggies most of the time, but after his trip to Juvy Shane just cut off all communication with everyone except the nerds he bullied to do his schoolwork.

Shane took another deep breath of the smoggy air before continuing to smoke his pot. His nerves calmed and he closed his eyes as his muscles relaxed and his body calmed down. For Shane, smoking marijuana was his only escape from all his worries, fears, memories. Of course he cut his wrists and even attempted to hang himself once, but in his mental state he just was incapable of doing anything but smoking weed.

The door made a huge crash as it hit the ground and three guards stormed into the bathroom. They were all yelling who knows what at Shane and one of them grabbed the weed from Shane's hand, throwing it on the floor and crushing it beneath his shoe. The other two guards hoisted up the unmoving Shane and dragged him out of the bathroom. Shane didn't struggle or put up a fight at all. He no longer cared about anything in the world.

They pulled him down a series of hallways Shane didn't care about and into a room with several other students. They propped him up in a chair in the corner and he just slumped against the wall, his smelly dark hair falling over his face.

The interrogator entered the room and sat down, looking at roughly eleven teenagers. When he spoke his voice was squeaky. He was quite a short man and babbled a lot and quickly.

"Welcome to the interrogation room. I will need you all to fill out a couple forms for me and then we will call you into the back room one by one to talk in private. Please do not discuss any of this information with any of the other people in the room. Be sure to fill out the forms completely and do not look at anyone else's forms," he told them all as he passed out packets, clipboards, and pens to each of the students in the room.

Shane just pushed everything onto the floor and ignored everyone in the room. The chubby little interrogator walked up to Shane and asked,

"Excuse me sir, but you need to fill out these sheets for the investigation." Shane completely ignored him and a small grin even appeared on Shane's face.

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Ryan
Ryan ran through the field with his arms outstreached, eyes on the football that shot through the air above him. He made a jump for it but it was still too high and it soared over the fence and into some trees by the woods. The three other friends Ryan had been playing with jogged over to him. Ryan scratched his ruffly blonde hair with his hand as his deep blue eyes turned looked at his friends apologetically.

"Sorry guys, its gone," he said quietly. That was the only football and now they would have nothing to do for the rest of their time here.

"Aw man, great goin Ry," his friend scolded, shaking his head in disappointment. They all knew the guards would never let them go get their football. The guards wanted everyone to be miserable so somebody would confess to the murder.

Ryan sighed and sat down against the fence. His friends sat with him and they pretty much just looked around for something to do. None of them could think about anything other than Jessica's murder, and none of them were going to talk about it. Especially knowing the hate Ryan had for that girl after everything she had put him through. Ryan ripped some grass out of the ground and tore it to pieces, trying to find something else to think about besides the massive situation that lurked in everyone's minds.

[ScarletTheKitty]

Alana had been sitting outside along with a few other teenagers in the fenced in area. She wrote a letter, replying to the current criminal she was working with. Of course, ever since the school had been on lockdown, she hadn't been able to sneak out. But she could still help the criminals. She thought it was fun. Her whole life she had been a goody-goody, but after middle school, she had decided to change. She had no idea how Jessica had found out what she was doing, but Alana knew she had. And if her family found out...No. She had to stop thinking about this.

She folded up the letter and put it in her pocket, wondering how the man had gotten his letter to her. Alana shrugged to herself and stood up, brushing her pants off. The guards had blew the whistle, and one was heading towards her. She glared at him. "I can walk by myself, thank you." She snapped, pulling her arm away as the buff man tried to grab it. Rolling her eyes, she walked quickly to the door. No use trying to fight him.

Alana sighed as she plopped down in a seat. She was in a room with a few others. Suddenly, the door was pushed open and aboy that looked high was dumped on a seat. An ugly older man with a horrible voice began talking. She sat back in her chair with a sigh. She rolled her eyes as she got her packet and began to fill it out, deciding she wanted to get it over with quickly and therefore giving the shortest answers possible.

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Shane
He made a strange half growl half gurgle sound at the little man shoving the packet and clipboard at him. Shane unhappily pulled the stuff from the man's hands and sat in a more upright position. He slid over into the empty seat beside him to get away from the little man and pretended to fill out his paper. For his name, he wrote surprisingly neatly, Fuck You. For his age, he wrote 69. Gender, Lady Gaga, and occupation, Pimp. He stood up and walked slowly over to the little man who had taken a seat back at his desk. Then he dumped the little packet on the desk with a SLAM and turned to trudge back to his chair. The eyebrows of the little man rose and he glanced down at the packet.

Shane took his seat next to a girl and stared at her paper. Apparently her name was Alana. Shane then brought his eyes up to her face and leaned right up against her ear. His lips brushed a few loose strands of her hair and his wretched breath blew against her ear as he spoke,

"Got any weeeeeeeeeeed?" he asked, the word 'weed' being exaggerated in his slurry whisper. He then leaned back and grinned, his mouth the only thing visible beneath his clumpy hair. His teeth were yellowed and he was even missing one on the bottom. His breath from that one little whisper released an inhumane odor into Alana's hair.

Shane was so high that to him Alana looked like a sumo wrestler in a wig and he randomly burst out laughing. Everyone in the room turned to look at Alana and Shane just as an angry little interrogator walked over to Shane with his packet gripped so hard in his stubby little hands that it began to crinkle and crumple.

[ScarletTheKitty]

Alana stopped filling out her paper and looked up as she heard a slam. She shook her head as the student slammed down the papers. Then the creepy dude sat next to her and she scooted away a little. Gross. She had started writing again when she felt something against her ear. She went stock still and a little sqeal escaped her lips. Her lips still parted slightly in a silent scream, her eyes moved toward Shane. She was truly creeped out by this boy.

Alana shivered against her will as he whispered in her ear. She leaned away from the obviously high high school student, not daring to reply. (Heh. Double high student) Suddenly, he burst out laughing and everyone was looking at them. The interrogator was suddenly next to them and Alana simply looked up at him, not caring what he did. Then the guards came forward. She gulped slightly. She wasn't on good terms with any of the guards except one- and she wasn't here.

However, they didn't seem to pay attention to her. They grabbed the boy and dragged him out of the room. Alana looked up at the interrogator, who promptly announced, "Get back to filling out your packets! And hurry up, we haven't got all day," before going to sit down again. Alana was finished with her form, but had no intention of going up to turn it in first. She revised some of her answers, biting her lip. She wondered what happened to that crackhead that had sat next to her.

[Britt-21]

Name:Scarlet Mason.
Gender:Femalleeee
Age: 16 1/2
Secrets: Her parents abuse her, Her mother is cheating on her father with the principal(ask guard she gave me the idea XD), and she has a Stalker Ex bf after her. These secrets are soon to be slllooowwwlly revealed.

Spoiler:

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Shane
He just stared at the girl and grinned as he was dragged out of the room, his eyes not leaving her face. They sat him down in the hallway and started yelling at him saying he had to finish the packet now now now. Shane took in a deep breath and scribbled out a couple legitimate answers to about 1/4 of the questions. Then he went back into the room because he had "composed himself" as the guards had put it, and he turned in his packet to the interrogator. Shane returned to his seat beside Alana and turned to her once again. The hallucinations had worn off and she looked pretty normal again. He just grinned and stared at her trying to picture her as that sumo wrestler she had looked like moments before.

Out of the blue Shane just decided to grab her finished packet and rip it in half. "GIVE ME MY WEED!" he screamed, the word 'weed' coming out in a sing-songy voice.

The interrogator had enough of Shane. He told the guards to escort Shane and Alana into a private room and he followed them there.

"Since you two children don't appear to be cooperating we will take you for questioning another day. You better get your acts together before then," the little fat man said grumpily before stamping out of the room. Shane and Alana were left alone. He slid his chair closer to hers and asked one more time,

"Got any weeeeeeeeeeeeeed?" he repeated, nodding frantically.

[Britt-21]

Ryan
Ryan ran through the field with his arms outstreached, eyes on the football that shot through the air above him. He made a jump for it but it was still too high and it soared over the fence and into some trees by the woods. The three other friends Ryan had been playing with jogged over to him. Ryan scratched his ruffly blonde hair with his hand as his deep blue eyes turned looked at his friends apologetically.

"Sorry guys, its gone," he said quietly. That was the only football and now they would have nothing to do for the rest of their time here.

"Aw man, great goin Ry," his friend scolded, shaking his head in disappointment. They all knew the guards would never let them go get their football. The guards wanted everyone to be miserable so somebody would confess to the murder.

Ryan sighed and sat down against the fence. His friends sat with him and they pretty much just looked around for something to do. None of them could think about anything other than Jessica's murder, and none of them were going to talk about it. Especially knowing the hate Ryan had for that girl after everything she had put him through. Ryan ripped some grass out of the ground and tore it to pieces, trying to find something else to think about besides the massive situation that lurked in everyone's minds.

Scarlet was always the one to hide and stay silent. But most of the time she was really sporty. She watched the guys play a bit till the ball went over the fence. She had her own sport things in her room. Baseball, a basket ball, and a soccer ball. She rose to her feet and hurried inside to get a basketball and soon enough, she came outside with it and tossed it to the guys "play tapzies. Dont you dare lose that Basketball."

Scarlet then showed them out to play and soon enough, she was walking to Ryan who was on the grass and ripping it out "hey.I'm sure the grass doesnt like that." she said jokingly "sorry.." she said when he really didnt laugh "I'm guessing you're down in the dumps too, huh?" she sat next to him and looked at the kids that were out and hanging around "Feels like a damn prision." of course one of the Guards glared at her and she rolled her eyes.

"Definately a prison" she muttered, plucking one of the fluffy flower thingys and blowing on it so the small white pieces went flying and hitting the ground. What she wished for was to get out of here. Though, she wouldnt know where to go...her parents were horrible and scary, but..that still leaves her question 'Where will I go' she thought.

[ScarletTheKitty]

Alana stared at her paper, trying to ignore the boy next to her. Suddenly, it was off of her desk, in his hands, and then ripped in half. She cenched her fists and shot up from her seat. "You-" She was cut off by the interrogator. She was taken to a room, screaming all the way, "What the hell are you taking me for? I didn't do anything!!!" She satdown and crossed her arms, a grumpy look on her face. She looked over at the other guy. "I hate you." She answered, a grumpy look on her face.

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Ryan
"Yeah. I mainly hate the fact that this stupid murder is all anyone can even focus on," he blurted out. Immediately after he said that he changed the subject to avoid arousing suspicion. "That was nice of you to bring out your basketball. Our football went over the fence," he told her. Ryan really didn't know what to talk about since the only thing he could think about was Jessica Jessica Jessica. "Do you play sports much?" he asked, turning his eyes to look up at her face.

Ryan stopped plucking grass and turned to better face Scarlet as he spoke to her. He plopped his hands in his lap, his fingers dyed slightly green from the grass. He scanned her face and tried to remember her name. Ryan was one of those guys who was pretty friendly with almost everyone. He had grown up in Redwood and knew almost all of the people there. He had definitely seen this girl around before, but he had never interacted with her directly before now so he was having a bit of trouble remembering her name.

"I'm Ryan," he introduced although she probably already knew that. Right now he was pretty open to making new friends especially because it could help keep his mind off more stressful things for the time being.

[Britt-21]

Scarlet nodded "Yeah, I do play sports. Sometimes when I had the chance to" which was rarely with her crazy parents. She didnt like them obviously but she hadnt shown any of that. "Sorry about your football though. At least I have a baseball and soccer ball left." which was a good thing. Spare=Less bored and less annoying people.

Scarlet smiled "I'm Scarlet. People call me Scar, but I dont like that nickname. Never have, never will." though she does have acual scars in some places of her body that were covered by her clothes. "Could we walk around? I get fidgety when I sit for a while." she stood up and held her hand out to him and helpped him up. Wow. He was strong. Thinking about it made her pull her hand from his. She couldnt think of any guys right now while there was a murderer at the school.

Her eyes looked at her shoes then back up at him "I heard allot about you. but I never knew who you were. Girls would talk about you and stuff like that." she shrugged "Apparently they say 'Oh my gosh, hes like sooooo sexy'" she rolled her eyes "Sorry, but I dont think of people that way, maybe you are sexy." she shrugged again "did you play on the football team though?"

[That-Awkward-Kid]

Shane
He frowned at the response from the girl. "So I guess you got no weed then? Weeeeeeell that's alright I got some I can share with ya if you want. It'll cheer you riiiiiight up," he offered, his disgusting grin reappearing on his face again. He shoved his hand into his pocket and stuck out his tongue as he rummaged around for a few minutes. His face light up and he pulled a fresh (more or less) smoke from his pocket and pulled a lighter from his other pocket. He lit up the marijuana and offered it to her as a sort of apology. Though he was high as heck he still had a general sense of right and wrong. His emotions, which had been degraded similar to that of a six year old at the moment because of how high he was, felt badly for upsetting this random girl who didn't seem to deserve any scolding and dragging by guards.

Shane had forgotten that he ripped up her paper to get her upset, he just sees that she is upset and is obligated to cheer her up. Weed always cheered him up so he figured it would cheer her up too. He conjured up a crooked sort of genuine smile as he held out the marijuana for her to smoke.

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