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.]]

Comments

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Well, I just did so I guess I do," he said and grinned. "So, there we go."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Exactly." The liquor was tasty, but it had done it's job at settling her stomach and nerves. And she was addicted to something, but it wasn't booze, so she put the cap back on and sighed with relief.

"Much better." She was maybe slightly buzzed, but that was it.