Dorm Roof, Saturday Evening

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As much as Griff hoped there was no real need to be prepared for problems in Fandom, he'd spent the afternoon acquiring jump sites around the island that would likely only be useful if there was need.

His last stop was the dorm roof. Finding it was a pleasant evening, Griff took a seat and got out his notebook to start sketching the Fandom skyline in the summer light.

It seemed June had its perks, after all.

[Open roof!]

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"You were less than freaked out by the whole thing," he replied. "If I remember right." He had been quick to flee.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Hardly a first for me." This probably said something not particularly flattering about Effy. The last time, it had been a teacher caught her. Griff was kind of not so bad in comparison.

"Was for you I guess?" Going from his flaily freak out here.

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"You could say that," he agreed, dragging a hand through his hair and trying to will his ears to stay normal colored. "How is it you can end up getting walked in on more than once?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes you get carried away," Effy replied vaguely, and took a long drag, shrugging as she did that. Tended to ignore the fact you were in a not entirely private place at points.

"You've really never had that?" Sucked for him.

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

"Uh, not really." He'd gotten close! "But if I did, I'd hope not to get interrupted. Stopping would be awful."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Don't actually aim for the walk-ins," she said, smirking. "Just happens." She rather preferred not having to stop too. At least Griff had taken off pretty quick.

"But don't worry, you didn't kill the mood too much." Or at least, it bounced back pretty quickly.

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Ew.

"Glad things went okay for you." Only not at all.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy smirked, rather picking up on the sarcasm lacing that statement.

She took another slow drag, holding it for a moment before blowing a smoke ring, just because she could. A moment later, she offered it to Griff. Isn't she nice!

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"Uh, no thanks," Griff said, holding up a hand. "Another thing I've yet to do."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Aww." No wonder he was so fucking tightly wound. She smiled, retracting her arm. "Think you need to learn to kick back a little, Griff."

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

"Kick back from what?" He was in obvious need, yes.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"... Everything?" she replied, leaning back against the edge of the roof.

"Could help with that, you know."

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

"There's a lot of everything," Griff offered, unsure how she thought that would help. "What are you kicking back from?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Depends on the day," she replied, carefully tapping some ash off her joint on the edge of the roof. "But there's really something very relaxing about it. You should definitely try it."

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"How often do you do it?" Oh that came out so wrong.

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So wrong, and Effy grinned.

"That's rather personal, isn't it?" she teased.

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"Not it it, the smoking up thing," he said, pointing and turning red.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy shrugged, examining her joint a moment. "Depends on the day, or the week."

"This isn't the only way to kick back, you know."