[ Hard proof they're in a alternate universe dreamland: Someone just described Patsy as nice. That's about to deftly disproven.
She watches him take his hit, almost as if appraising him, and is at least impressed he doesn't cough up a lung like an inexperienced teenager might. What a turn-off that'd've been. She's not entirely sure of his age, not able to see his face, after all, so her best assumption is he's in his 20s. But she's not... not interested, if it turns out he isn't... Sixteen is grown, in her eyes. She was definitely doing much worse things when she was his age. Patsy fully participated in the 1960s... and never really stopped...
She doesn't release her hit until he hands the joint back to her, then lets it out like an effortless breath. No coughing here, either, naturally. She takes another hit, and Gokudera's next question tickles her pink. She holds it in less long, but exhales it in a smooth, clean puff, blowing it upwards pointedly. She keeps her eyes on him as she does, and finally cracks a smile, a smirk traces her lips. She leans in closer to him, holding eye contact confidently even despite his mask. ]
You could if you want to. I've also got a packet of three in my brassiere.
CW: adult attempting to seduce a minor... this thread just took a quick turn south.
She watches him take his hit, almost as if appraising him, and is at least impressed he doesn't cough up a lung like an inexperienced teenager might. What a turn-off that'd've been. She's not entirely sure of his age, not able to see his face, after all, so her best assumption is he's in his 20s. But she's not... not interested, if it turns out he isn't... Sixteen is grown, in her eyes. She was definitely doing much worse things when she was his age. Patsy fully participated in the 1960s... and never really stopped...
She doesn't release her hit until he hands the joint back to her, then lets it out like an effortless breath. No coughing here, either, naturally. She takes another hit, and Gokudera's next question tickles her pink. She holds it in less long, but exhales it in a smooth, clean puff, blowing it upwards pointedly. She keeps her eyes on him as she does, and finally cracks a smile, a smirk traces her lips. She leans in closer to him, holding eye contact confidently even despite his mask. ]
You could if you want to. I've also got a packet of three in my brassiere.