User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-7562999-20160120023036

Goldenheart smiles. "Cheers."

She holds the cigarette in front of her mouth and blows a small flame over the tip. It begins to smolder. She puts the opposite end in her mouth. Using her magic, she lifts it out of mouth and puffs a cloud of smoke away from the other patrons and takes a sip of her drink. "Why do all my favorite things kill me?"

Snowy flinches away from Goldfin. "I didn't have much of a choice. I was different. I was strange. I distanced myself for a reason."