"Holy shit, I think I got possessed!" Alex joked. "That's not the weed talking - Shit!"

The truth is, halfway through her Octopus dance, she happened to hit her head on her bed's frame. It somehow managed to wake her up a little, just by a tiny bit, to let her know that she almost screwed up. Did screw up. She rubbed her head a little. "That was a close one. I do admit." She gave a short cough.

"Sorry, guys." The high still seemed to weigh down her voice. And she felt a bit shaky all over.