Roof; Friday Afternoon

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was bored and tired of hanging around his room so when he finally got out of bed on Friday he decided to get out for a bit. Not to a common room since his post-Thanksgiving hangover wasn't allowing for him to be quite that social at the moment, but he knew he could handle being out on the roof for a bit. It was cold, but nothing Chuck couldn't handle. The scarf did more than make him look fantastic, you know.

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Thursday's fine," he said, nodding. Wasn't like he had some crammed schedule to clear or anything. "Just come down sometime that evening. I'll be around."

And making grilled cheese, apparently. Turning into a regular domestic god.

"And I know you want to look at what I just gave you so I'm gonna take off," he said, giving her wrist a quick squeeze for backwards walking towards the door. "See you later, okay?"

With one a wave and a smile, he ducked inside and headed to his room. See, her curiosity could be sated now.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy waited a couple of long moments after watching him go (partly to prove to herself she could resist temptation) before turning the paper over in her hands and smoothing it out. Gave away her opinion of that little message with the half-suppressed twitch of a smile her lips.

It got carefully tucked into her back pocket. Strangely enough, she planned on holding on to that.