Leaving the party of smutty students behind them, Pepper and Cayden had skirted off to his room, bored of all the nothing that was going on around them. Having barely gotten through the door, Pepper took the little bag of coke out of the palm of her hand and poured it out on a textbook that was sitting on Cayden's bed. Grabbing a dollar bill from the bottom of her shoe (which was where she usually stashed away extra change), the Spring rolled it up. In those few moments of joining Cayden in his room, she hadn't even thought about what she was doing and then just went for it, snorting up the powder like substance with a long sniff. She'd never even though of doing something like this before and the feeling of it up her nose surprised her for a moment, but she soon relaxed.
Feeling hot and clammy, Pepper slipped out of her school shirt to reveal a fair skinned girl, of which Cayden had seen before and probably wouldn't mind seeing again.
Letting out a sigh, she leaned backwards and flopped onto the bed so that she was staring at the ceiling. By now, she'd actually taken the time to think about what she'd done and what she was about to do, and while her heart started pounding for a second at the thought of what could happen, she let the worry go. Her thoughts began to turn into easily pleasurable mush from the snow she'd inhaled. It was too late to turn back now.
Lifting her head, the half stripped girl looked at Cayden, a dull expression across her face. "Well...?" was all she had to say. While she'd been getting stoned, time was of no essence and she wondered what he was waiting for, though it hadn't really been too long since they'd arrived in the more or less quiet room.
