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“Hey.”
Annoyed, Daisy turns to tell the stranger to fuck off because she’s not in a mood to screw. At the sight in front of her she freezes, words stuck in her throat. It’s the nice curly haired out of towner from earlier. He looks oddly shy with sweaty hair sticking to his face and his hands in his denim jeans pockets. He introduced himself outside the club, she thinks. What’s his name? Willy? Will? Phill? She has no fucking clue.
He’s walking over to her and before she second guesses herself she holds out the joint to him. “Want a hit?”
He looks surprised and for some reason the genuine expression makes her grin as he hesitantly takes it from her fingers and holds it to his lips. She watches him and chuckles as he leans against the building next to her and stares at anything but her, acting as cool as he can. He seems different from the guys she knows and maybe that’s because he’s just not from around here. Whatever the reason, she doesn’t question it. The dope has hit too hard to question much at all.
“I’m Daisy,” she introduces herself casually, taking the joint back from him once he’s had a few puffs.