Deck \ Sunday \ Afternoon \ June 7

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

When you spend several long (but very, very good) days in your (or someone else's) dorm room, you almost got the urge to go outside and make sure the sun was still there. So, that's what Alex was doing. It was warm but not mind numbingly hot and the sun was coming and going between clouds.

He was pleasantly tired and content with nursing a bottle of water (yes, water) and smoking every so often. And hey, at least he could remember the past several days. He'd had weeks where he couldn't remember much at all before. This was an improvement.

Alex was actually having a good few days. That was a surprise to him most of all.

[couldn't let the nice weather pass without a deck post! open as they are!]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Are you hiding?" he asked, looking at the book and then her. "Not a very good way of doing it."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She shook her head.

"Just... low-impact socializing."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"On a deck full of people?" he asked, sounding a little disbelieving. "I think you're doing it wrong."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"All the people, less interaction," she said with a shrug. She didn't have problems with crowds, after all. Just with talking.

"Only people who'll talk to me are people who want to."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like you just want some attention." She probably hadn't misjudged him.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She didn't actually take it as an insult.

"No, this is good. One person. Attention is overrated."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You come onto a deck full of people and try to hide behind a book and that's not looking for attention?" he asked, not even bothering to hide his disbelief.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She gave him a skeptical look.

"I don't see why this is so hard to understand."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I think I understand just fine," he said, grinning a little. "You're just making it something it isn't to make yourself feel better."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"Feelings aren't really a concern of mine," she said as she started to open the book again.

"At least, not mine."

Ie, Wrong.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I have no idea what you just said," he said, shaking his head. "Are you playing martyr now?"

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"No."

Book. Book was interesting. Book was much more interesting than him.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Aww, a modest attention wanting martyr," he said, looking amused. "How adorable."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She raised an eyebrow.

"Don't you have someone else to go molest?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Aww, molest implies that the other person wasn't willing," he said and tsked. "And they all were. Sorry to break that illusion."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She put her fingers to the bridge of her nose.

"I don't particularly care what, or who, you do or why. I'm not particularly interested in dealing with you, so no, I'm not willing. Perhaps you should move on and keep your record."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I didn't fucking ask you," Alex said, now staring at her. "Unless you're using the word molest to mean something that it doesn't. But, you know, you lie. You do care or you wouldn't have gone so far as to threaten me on the goddamn radio."

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

"Molest: to disturb, interfere with, or annoy," she said plainly, looking up at him, "and you're really reading far too much into things if you think that constitutes 'interest'."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Of course I am," he said, shaking his head. "Didn't you tell me to die awhile ago too? You keep making threats. And I haven't done anything of the sort. So who's the one molesting who?"

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Her teeth clamped tight.

"Do you take everything said to you as being absolute truth? Grow up. You had it coming."

She put the book up again.

"Thank you, Alex."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Aww, no death threat this time," he taunted before shaking his head and turning away.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She didn't rise to the bait, deciding instead that it would be much more constructive to use him as the mental reference for any patient in an example of her field medic guide's lessons.