The Roof [Tuesday, Evening]

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Week and a half as a cat, and being up here with a fag in hand was one of the big things she'd missed. That and being able to drink... and maybe a few other things.

But yesterday she'd had Alex unknowingly taunting her with the idea of cigarettes, and, okay does it really surprise anyone this was the first place she came?

It was going to take her a little time to get back into the human mindset where she wasn't all cutesy and purring and sitting up here on the edge of the roof for a smoke would get her a good part of the way, she hoped.

Fucking island.

[[It's a roof, and completely open.]]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

After spending some time in his room earlier, Alex decided it was probably cool enough to go up to the roof to smoke and not die of heat stroke. He'd been up there a lot lately, no reason not to go tonight.

Of course, he hadn't seen the person that was up there tonight in awhile (stupid dream) so his little routine got a bump of change.

"And here I thought you'd just disappeared into thin air," he said by way of greeting. "Shucks."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy paused to glance over her shoulder. It really hadn't been that long, but she decided not to enlighten him just yet.

"And I'm sure you were devastated," she shot back. "Am I right?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Barely noticed," he lied smoothly. He'd noticed. It'd just been one of those back of his mind type things. "And I don't get devastated."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy huffed a bit of a laugh, and shook her head. Even if he did, he wouldn't admit it. Neither would she.

"You survived without me, obviously," she noted. "It's a start."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Just barely," he joked, holding his thumb and pointer finger a short distance apart. "But, now you're back to lighten my life once again. I can breathe normally now."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I'll try not to let it happen again," she said dryly, glancing back out at the view. "Just for you."

And for her, because she really (much as there were some... enjoyable aspects to her week) didn't want it happening again any time soon.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You are truly a good hearted person," he said, wandering over to the edge and leaning his elbows on it. "Where were you anyway? Hiding?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I don't hide," Effy informed him... So, that was a no, then.

She smirked, glancing across at Alex. "I've been around. Maybe you weren't looking hard enough."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Mmm, possibly. He had been wrapped up in a few things for awhile but still, he didn't think he'd be that blind.

"You haven't been around me," he said, proving that he was slow and distracted as hell lately. "Which is a shame."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I have classes with you," she pointed out, idly flicking some ash off the side. "I've been around."

"Cute that you admit you missed me anyway, though."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You haven't been in those damn classes," he said, fairly certain of that point because he'd been fresh off that other island and ready to glare. He was still going to do that. "And I didn't hear anything about me saying I missed you. Your interpretation skills are broken."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

She was taking the shame of her not being around him as missing her, whether he liked it or not. It amused her.

"I was there." Well, she was in some of them, anyway.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Then you were hiding," he said, still not putting two and two together yet. Soon, though. "Because you weren't there and I was there and I didn't see you."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Leda was kind of wishing she could just hurry up and die already. On the other hand she was proud that the bottle of Peca was still sitting untouched on her dresser.

Coffee was not working anymore though. She needed something else.

Hence the booze. She had a bottle of blue tequila called Zombie. It looked like something out of Galaxy Quest.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Interesting bottle," Alex remarked mildly, lighting another cigarette. Everyone had their addictions. "Planning on getting trashed on the roof?"

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Just hoping to take the edge off." she replied, opening the bottle. "You want some?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

He shook his head. "Not tonight, no. Take the edge off what? School too tough for you?"

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Distracting herself from one addiction with the possibility of another.

"No, school's fine. Just not feeling my best is all." She took a swig of the drink. Hmm, not bad. Her stomach gave a lurch, then settled. For now.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"...probably shouldn't be drinking if you're gonna end up puking all over the roof," he advised bluntly. "That shit stinks."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Actually I do believe this is helping. And I promise not to puke on the roof. I'll find somewhere else to do that." she smirked sardonically.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"If you say so," he said, already wincing at her predicting there'd be vomit. Ew. "I've never known alcohol to help you to anything but a hangover and maybe some good drunken sex."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Hey he brought it up. "Drunken sex would be nice." she agreed. But she was sober enough to realize it wasn't likely to happen with him. Not after the vomit talk. "And I can handle hangovers. It's being sober that's starting to be a bother."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I've never found being sober that much of an issue," he replied, shaking his head. "Guess you're doing it wrong."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"You haven't lived my life. But maybe you're right. Maybe I'm just out of practice."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Astounding observation there," he said sarcastically. "Of course I haven't lived your life. But I am usually right."