The roof, Wednesday night

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

If Cal knew she was smoking he'd probably kick her ass. Which made her snort because that thought was entirely too amusing. Most likely he'd just give her a look and a shrug of his shoulders. But it's not like she was really huffing and puffing on a cigarette. They were cheap and to be honest with herself, they kind of sucked. How did people smoke and actually enjoy it? Uhg. But whatever, she was doing it anyway.

She was also thinking about that story, and more importantly that girl. The one with the freckles. All day long Amber had tried putting herself in her shoes, but with the advantage of knowing that someone was so infatuated with her. No.. it went beyond infatuation she thought.

The ashes on the end of her smoke was long and with a careless flick of her wrist, she knocked them off.

Amber wanted to be Antigone.

[The roof, it is open.]

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"Yah," she managed a snicker. "I don't have a lot of money, y'know?"

What was wrong with her? Amber was lying like there was no tomorrow!

"I... sometimes, mostly, I just smoke for kicks."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." Katchoo thought, briefly, of that untouchable Swiss bank money. "Know the feeling."

And because that was more than she really wanted to share, she shrugged one shoulder. "Isn't that why we all do it?"

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No money. Amber didn't ever complain. Why complain when you didn't know what it was that you were missing? Figured she'd take everything for granted if she had money to blow.

"...or to look cool," she said, thinking that was a good reason too. Or so she thought. Probably not for hardcore smokers though. They made fun of the kids who were trying to look cool smoking and... oh my god.

Amber looked sharply at Katina.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Look cool? Seriously?

She tried to stifle what could only be described as a gigglesnort behind her hand, and ended up snorting cigarette smoke up her nose.

"Ow, sonofabitch!"

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"What? Are you alright?" Clueless Amber asked.

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"Sonofa --" Katchoo still had a hand clamped over her nose so it sounded more like "Sssmfbuh!"

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Amber raised her brows and took a step closer. "What's wrong with your nose?"

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"It's fine, geez," Katchoo said defensively. "You oughta know what happens when you accidentally get smoke up your sinuses, right?"

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Whoa. Veteran smoker was also one touchy chick. Amber nodded, making a face. "Yah, geeze, pfft. But I haven't done that since I was like... thirteen."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Touchy was an understatement, yeah. "So long you forgot what it was like?"

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...

"Totally. Brr. Gettin' kinda cold out here, isn't it?"

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Katchoo took one last, lung-capacity-defying drag off her cigarette and flicked it over the edge of the roof in a long glowing-red arc. "I dunno. It's kinda nice for bein' surrounded by icebergs."

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Amber dutifully tried to suck the last drag off her own cigarette but having nothing to work with, she just tossed it, looking slightly embarrassed that she'd even tried.

"Nice but cold. Why are you here, at Fandom? Everyone's got a reason."

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Katchoo sat down on the edge of the roof and dangled her legs over the side, looking away from Amber. "Got sent here. Someone thought it'd be a good idea," she said in the flat tone of 'I'm not talking about this.'

[minnesota-teen.livejournal.com]

Clearly, with that tone, the poor girl needed to get it out of her system.

Amber thought to help her. "Yah? That kind of sucks. So you're here against your will, so to speak?"

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That got her a piercing glare, maybe made a little more piercing by the flame of Katchoo's lighter as she started on a fresh cigarette.

"'s not goddamn therapy, y'know."

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Hm. Amber settled her hand on her hip. "No need to get lippy, geeze. I'm a friendly sort, and sometimes that's just all you got around here. So... just... just put that in your pipe and smoke it!" She snorted and raised her chin a notch, heading for the door.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Aw, hell. She'd gone and hurt the girl's feelings, which she hadn't -- okay, not actively set out to do, but there were questions she didn't want to answer, and --

Katchoo got, for one moment, a mental image of herself as a cornered rabbit trying to bite and choked down the impulse to laugh, flicking ash off her cigarette hard instead.

"'s what they all say at first," she muttered under her breath.