3rd Floor Common Room [Tuesday, Late Morning]

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy... was not generally a morning person, by any stretch of the imagination. Not unless she hadn't yet been to bed.

So it was mid-morning at least on a day she didn't have a workshop to think about, before she surfaced enough to pull on some clothes and bothered to find something to eat: toast. Well, toast and tea. A master chef in the making, this one.

The TV was on, for all she claimed she hated that sort of thing. She was watching for the mocking potential of their little dramas. That was all.

[[bored bored, and so open!]]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Please, I don't do fetishes," he said and waved a hand. "I do kinks."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Because there's an important definition there," she said, smirking.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Kink sounds better," he decided. "Fetish sounds like something a dog coughed up. And I don't have a foot kink. Yours are just small. Then again, you're small yourself."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"This time, I'm going to take that as a complement," she decided. Since he'd complained when she took it the other way.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"It's not a bad thing," he said, scooting a little further down on the couch to get comfortable despite not being able to really move his legs. "This mean I owe you breakfast now? Or something else?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Already had breakfast," she pointed out. But was she going to start turning down being owed something? God no.

So, something else, then.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"All right," he said, tucking an arm behind his head. "What else do you want?"

He'd just keep trying.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Got a whole free day to fill," she replied. "Could do with something to do."

Look at that. An actual answer.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Ah, you want me to entertain you," he said, nodding in consideration. "You wanna get out of the dorms or something?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Think I've spent a little too much time cooped up in here lately." What with being a cat, and then just a pretty quiet few days.

"Feels almost wrong."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I can take you out," he offered, nodding once. "You wanna go drinking? Or somewhere else? Caritas or the mainland or something different?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"How about a little variety," she said, grinning. Here she'd thought today might be boring. "Somewhere on the mainland?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I know a few places." Probably not the strip joint he'd taken Griff to. "Trusting me with your entertainment, then?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Giving you a chance to prove yourself," she told him. "We'll see how good you really are."

And it was always better when you turned it into a bit of a challenge.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You won't be disappointed," he said and jerked one of his legs just to move hers. "I've been to the mainland, I know what's there and I think I've got a decent idea of what you like."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy was distracted briefly by the fidgeting, before looking back at him, a little curious.

"So, what is it you think I like?" she asked.

Nice to check what track he was on for this.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Energy," he answered. "Alcohol. Smoking. Fun where it doesn't require thinking but it does require paying attention."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

So maybe he did know her a little.

"Sounds like a start."

But, yeah, still not admitting that, no.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

And he didn't expect one. "That's all I need. The rest'll come naturally and you won't wanna come back to the dorms."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Hope you're right." Because that, was definitely Effy's measure of a good kind of night.

... Even if her class tomorrow might be uh, interesting, after a busy day today.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I am right," he said confidently. "This won't be proof, this'll just be reiterating that fact. I am right."

And he'd be happy to show her. He might not look like much or act like he cared but he knew how to have a damn good time when he put his mind to it. There'd be no return dorms trip tonight. That was a fact.