At 8:59pm, Vivianna Varnes found herself standing right outside the closed door of the abandoned study room. When Sugar and Spice had first become the big new thing around Hogwarts, the witch couldn't help but be a little disgusted. Nicking some of the stuff from her roommate at the first chance that she got, the teenager did a little research and found that the stuff was easily just as bad for a person as any muggle drug.
It wasn't just the long-term effects of the stuff that kept the Slytherin away though. There was a reason why the teenager had never even considered using the stuff. Vivianna never felt comfortable unless she was aware and analyzing her surroundings. That put any sort of drug far out of the question. Of course, the witch was very careful about pretending with her housemates. As far as she knew not a being was the wiser. It was a bit pathetic, most people who didn't use did so because of self-respect. Or simply because it was the good thing to do. Vivianna however, stayed away because she was scared. No matter what lies she came up with, that would remain the truth.
Yet, here she was, about to purchase some of the blasted stuff. Not for herself, Salazar no! But what type of Slytherin would the girl be if she didn't take advantage of such a brilliant product when it was practically handed to her on a silver platter? Fingertips drumming against her thigh, the student opened the door, and entered.