@Bananapudding
A huge cloud of smoke emitted from his thin lips as he lied there, shirtless with only a sleeping cheerleader to cover him. "Hey," he shook her gently and pushed her off of him, "wake up." Vicente pressed his lips to the end of his joint, watching her stir and glower at him. "Go home."
He struggled to find places to bury the bodies that night, until he stumbled across the courtyard people had rarely ever went to and to his luck, found this girl– whatever her name was– on the way back to his dorm.