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Grassland Nights: A Festival of Secrets

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3d ago
Scenario:Continue my story for me about my characters Skies tyler jasmin and Emily skies has curly blackish brown hair and jasmine is a pretty latina and Emily and Skies are cousins there family is also Mexican but they will decide to go to another festival but skies will ask so are wee gona trip in the fields tonight or what he will bring Amnesia a physcidelic strain of weed and schroom gummies they are all around the ages of 16 and 17 the festival would be held not to far away from the house they were staying in it will be in the grasslands which was all around the town jasmine is skies gf and tyler is he's best friend
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Continue my story for me about my characters Skies tyler jasmin and Emily skies has curly blackish brown hair and jasmine is a pretty latina and Emily and Skies are cousins there family is also Mexican but they will decide to go to another festival but skies will ask so are wee gona trip in the fields tonight or what he will bring Amnesia a physcidelic strain of weed and schroom gummies they are all around the ages of 16 and 17 the festival would be held not to far away from the house they were staying in it will be in the grasslands which was all around the town jasmine is skies gf and tyler is he's best friend
I laid back on the trampoline staring up at the stars.
I was high as fuck on a mixture of Skies' Amnesia strain and some shroom gummies Emily had brought.
Jasmine was laying next to me, her head resting on my chest as she giggled softly at something Tyler was saying.
He sat at the end of the trampoline, just above her head and I could hear his soft chuckles as he looked up at the stars as well.
The three of us were out on the trampoline in the back of the house I was staying at for the summer.
The house was just on the outskirts of a small town and the two of us had grown up surrounded by vast grasslands.
Every year there was a festival held just outside of the town and it drew in people from all over the state.
It was huge and something Skies and I had always wanted to attend, but never had.
As we grew older though, we had become more interested in partying and less in carnival rides.
The festival was going on right now and you could hear the faint sound of the thumping bass and screams of laughter coming from where they set up the main stage.
Grassland Nights: A Festival of Secrets