Walking around

It's late September, and the night is warm. There's a cool breeze that feels nice on your skin as you walk out the front door of the dorm building.

Greg, Marlena, Alaina, and Salja are already outside. "Any ideas?" Greg asks.

"None," you say.

"Why don't we just walk around for a bit? I'm sure we can figure something out." Salja says. You all agree with her suggestion so you get to walking.

No one really drives around the college campus, so you all feel safe walking down the middle of the street. It's a Friday night, so there are plenty of people out and about. Packs of women in dresses or shorts, guys talking loudly amongst themselves. They're all going about their business, not bothering to greet your group. Everyone has some place to be and there's no point fucking around with the precious few hours of the weekend.

You end up in the middle of campus, surrounded by school buildings. By your watch, the five of you have been walking around for about fifteen minutes now, and no one's suggested anywhere to start smoking the joints. You decide to speak up.