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Roof | Late Afternoon | Tuesday | March 30

Since it was safe to go out on the roof this week, that's exactly where Alex was and planned on being for awhile. He had a full pack of cigarettes and a half a bottle of something that definitely wasn't water. That was sitting at his feet though since he was currently laying on his back on the edge of the roof, cigarette stuck between his lips as he stared up at the cloudy sky.

He wasn't brooding (despite someone else's thoughts to the contrary) because brooding involved thinking and Alex's brain was blissfully devoid of any thoughts right now. Just a happy buzzing and some pleasant fuzz. He needed to feel like this more often.

Relaxation totally counted as a strenuous activity. He wasn't Rose, he didn't feel the need to train all damn day just to garner the attention of someone he liked. And he wasn't nearly as short and stout as she was. For that, he was pretty damn grateful.

[first, the roof is open! second, there were no dorms post yesterday so i had to make up for that! third, i told

guardianborn i was gonna retaliate for her post and la.]

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Roof was a great place for that sort of thing, wasn't it. Something about the height and the views that came with that, even on grey days like today.

It wasn't exactly a huge shock for Effy to find Alex up here. Tempting as it was to turn around and avoid knowing what he'd seen from her last week, she managed to resist that, stepping closer.

"Don't roll over."

"Not planning on it," he said, keeping his eyes on the clouds for a moment before looking over at her. "I'm so much prettier when I'm not plastered on the ground. Hey there."

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He certainly was. Plus she'd miss him if he made himself a smear on the paving below. Effy tipped her head in a sort of acknowledging greeting as she moved over to stand by the edge. "Hey." Good with the monosyllables.

By now it was really only in how casually she was dressed, and the way she'd left the natural wave in her hair that people might know anything had been off. After a week like last week, much of what she normally did felt like a lot of fucking effort she didn't need.

So, back to basics.

"I met your droid kid the other day," he said, blowing out a few puffs of smoke before letting the hand with the cigarette hang over the edge. "Whiny little shit. Which one of you did he take after?"

"Griff." Obviously. "I was a nice quiet kid." One of those universal constants.

Well, maybe 'nice' was the wrong word. But she was quiet.

"I dunno, I think he had your eyes." He was a fucking robot. Alex didn't care. He flicked his eyes over at her again, subtly looking for anything like he'd seen last week. "You take him out to the park to have a swing?"

With fog and GODZILLA out there last week. Yeah, no chance. Besides that, she wasn't completely fucking nuts, and knew it was a robot who didn't give two shits where she took it.

"Watched some basketball. Took him to Eurodisney." Least classes had been interesting. "Lucky kid."

"How the hell did you go to Eurodisney?" he asked, giving her a clearly skeptical look. Not enough exposure to the Danger Shop, apparently. "Isn't that a little too fluffy for you?"

Effy twitched briefly amused eyebrows and eyed the bottle. "How much of that have you had?" Because when someone couldn't remember yesterday, the answer was probably 'enough'.

Oh, right. He'd been in that class ~~LOLOL MUN FAIL~~ and had already forgotten about it. Too much on his mind.

"It's just water," he lied even if she could see through it. Sometimes, it was kind of amusing to lie. He could deal when they were small, silly lies. "And I've had enough. I'm not drunk yet. I'd just forgotten. I didn't realize they gave you Europeans a theme park. Though you were too posh for that."

And he managed to fuck up his own lie. Even if she hadn't seen through it saying he wasn't drunk yet was a bit of a dead giveaway.

"We've got a few. Creepy costumed people aren't the domain of the US alone." Unfortunately.

"Did you and -- " What the fuck was that droid's name? Griff had told him but he was drawing a blank. " -- Loofah have fun?"

Alex was pretty sure that wasn't it but he was too busy pushing himself into a sitting position to care. It took a little effort considering he was about half drunk and he was sitting on the ledge of a fricking roof.

Still, managed to get turned around to face her, make himself look a little more interested physically than just lazy as hell.

No, that wasn't it, but luckily enough, Effy didn't care much either.

"It shut up long enough not to give me a headache?" Which was progress, considering what a pain that fake kid had been. "Wasn't really in the theme park mood."

"You'll grow into your maternal role, I'm sure," he teased, digging into his pocket and tossing his pack of cigarettes her way. He could share, nice guy that he was.

"So." He couldn't very well dance around what he'd seen for too long, not when it was a the giant monkey in the room. Or on the roof, so to speak. And not when he'd been concerned. "How are you?"

Yeah, as far as Effy was concerned, they could go on avoiding, and go on avoiding, thanks. The cigarettes at least did give her something else to focus on as she shrugged as casually as she could and kept her eyes on them, and off Alex.

"Fan-fucking-tastic." What? He'd expected a truthful, non-sarcastic answer the first time around? "You?"

"Is that right?" he asked, sounding like he clearly didn't believe that but he didn't press for the moment. Just dug out his lighter and passed it across to her. "Wanna share why you're so fan-fucking-tastic? I could use some of that."

Okay, yeah, she had nothing, so it took a few long seconds of thinking for her to pull a few somethings out of the air.

"Didn't get eaten by a Gigantosaurus on the weekend. Handed off the droid this morning. Got a cigarette now." It was something.

"That is thrilling," he said, nodding even if he still sounded skeptical about all this. He'd let her have the lie for the moment. For the moment. "I went out for beer on Friday."

Which had been stupid in hindsight.

"Without a mask." More stupidity. "Whoops."

"Whoops?" Considering what'd been going around 'whoops' felt rather casual. Presumably, intentionally so.

"Eh, I had a scarf. Close enough," Alex said and shrugged. "And I needed cigarettes and beer. Rose found me before anything could eat me so I guess I can 'didn't get eaten by a monster' to my list of things that made last week fan-fucking-tastic too."

"So," she said, and cocked her head as she looked at him. "What else goes on that list?"

"Uh." Alex had to pause a minute and try to recall what he'd done last week that he could possibly say was fan-fucking-tastic. There wasn't a lot, honestly, but there never really was. "No fucking robot to look after. Watched some porn. Smoked. You know, pretty decent week."

"Thrilling," she commented, closing her eyes as she inhaled. Few hours without and at class, that felt pretty good. "Aren't you just a man of action."

Focusing on dryly teasing him, rather than thinking about the amount of time he'd spent dealing with her last week worked for her.

"Yeah, it was all tits and booze for me," he said wryly, finishing his cigarette and tossing it over the edge of the roof. "So good I didn't ever want it to end."

That was a lie if there ever was one. Besides the time he'd spent with her, there'd been so much shit of his own weighing him down that he'd been happy to see the week die a painful death.

"Felt almost like it wouldn't," she said, glancing out towards the distance thoughtfully. "End."

"But everything has to eventually, right?"

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