Still smells like you, bitch. [that's a joke, but not much of one. she straightens her back and pulls out her bong, which isn't a very fancy thing but like whatever, not like she needs to get high in front of the queen, and steps back, leaving the closet open and turning to Rose while they walk.]

Gave it up when my roommate moved in since there was no way I was gonna let both of us wear leather. Haven't seen him since our first month on the app together, so, like, who the hell knows. Maybe the app spooked him so bad he had to get the fuck out or something, but he keeps paying his half of the rent, so whatever.

[fuck, she's talking a lot. she needs to get cake and smoke in her face right now, and maybe not in that order. Anna cracks the window, letting in the summer air, and grabs her weed and lighter from under the kitchen sink, like where an adult would keep it.]

You want first go? I know it's my birthday, but you're the guest.