The Roof [Wednesday, Afternoon]

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy hadn't really noticed the flowers, and certainly hadn't considered any affect they might have on her mood, but she was up for enjoying the warmth today, at least after the midday heat had passed, anyway. So she was up on the roof again, sitting right on the edge, and smoking. Nothing illegal today, even.

Class had actually been rather... enjoyable, and she was hoping to keep up that feeling for the remainder of her day. She could be the kind of brooding sort she was, and still make the most of an afternoon in the heat at the same time, yes.


[[Open roof! Effy's um, totally dirty on a regular day, so... fair warning.]]

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[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack needed some time to get away from people, so he decided to stake out some time on the roof...which wasn't the best place to be if one was trying to be alone.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy glanced over her shoulder at the slight noise.

"Alright?" It was almost a cheerful greeting, for her.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Not bad," he returned. "You?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Not bad," she repeated back, offering a bit of a smile, and a smoke if he wanted it. So generous.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

He tucked it behind his ear, saving it. "Thanks."

Ah, the hell with it. "Got a light?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Of course she did. Effy smirked, and offered up a lighter for him.

Like she'd come all the way up here with a pack of smokes and then not bring a lighter. She wasn't that dumb.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was a social smoker. More social than smoker, as evidenced by the coughing fit after he lit his. "Thanks," he said, tossing it back.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy had to laugh a little as she caught it. Amateur.

"No problem," she told him with a bit of a smile. "Happy to supply."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"So what's your story?" he asked as he tried to not suck at smoking.

Good start on trying to be alone, Jack.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"... Story?" she asked after a moment, looking over her shoulder at him again. "What do you mean 'story'." She didn't actually know which one he was referring to, after all. Many stories for this girl.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Up here, alone?" He took a puff. That was a twitch, not a choke, really.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"It's a nice place to smoke?" she said, shrugging. "What're you doing up here?" He wasn't even up here for that, obviously.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Trying to get away from people for a bit," he said with a shrug. Ah, well.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Worked out well," she said, a little hint of sarcasm and a bit of a smirk. "Sorry to ruin your plans."

She wasn't all that sorry, but it sounded more sincere than it might normally. Progress!

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry about it. Small island." He shrugged, ghost of a smile.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Won't talk your ear off anyway." Wasn't her thing. One of those quiet types.

"Least it's nice out, right?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I'm usually the talker, he said. "Nice weather. Beach weather."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"So how come you're not beaching it?" she asked. "Sand, sea, all that... not exactly this."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Hey, don't count me out yet. Beach is just a walk away." He gestured with the cigarette, leaving a smoky trail. "Better with company," he admitted.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Everything's better when you do it with someone else," she told him with a smirk.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Ain't that the truth, sister," he said, saluting her with the cig.