Heron Lake Plateau our eyes (ting ting) like glitter and gold

Come to think of it did wolves have a concept of drunk?  Had she known of Screech's condition (which she would no doubt soon hear) she would have been more careful with her words.  It would have made her unbelievably nervous to know that directly after he had gotten headfucked, he'd gone and done it again and was now comatose.

Thank God she didn't know yet.  Like.. I don't know.  She wanted to preserve some of Screech's dignity, if she could.  He was like, having trouble walking.  Slurring his words.  She shrugged, swallowing the feeling that she had been caught red-handed doing something she definitely shouldn't have been.

She noted the change in Niamh's mood, too, and she stiffened in turn.  Oh.  Had she somehow ruined this friendship already?  SHe felt like she was suffocating, so she decided to take Screech's approach — You're really pretty.

And then she died on the inside, a lot.