Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]

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Puck lounged on a sofa, a few boxes of Chinese food before him, as he flipped aimlessly through channels before finally settling on VH1 to watch the Top 100 Worst Songs ever, or something.

He wasn't all that interested, honestly, but it was something to have on in the background while he conducted a little experiment he called, "Does food really attract cute girls people to common rooms?"

Puck being Puck, cooking was out of the question unless everyone wanted something flambé. So he had purposely gotten way more food than he would normally eat (though, you know, it was Chinese food. He'd still eat it in an hour if no one showed.) and set in to wait. Meanwhile, some horrible band with frizzy hair squalled away on the television.

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Puck had probably just hit on Effy's absolute polar opposite. Which, funnily enough, amused her no end.

"Is that what you think?" she wondered. Enjoying keeping hold of her mystery factor for now, yeah.

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"Probably no on the chastity belt. They look uncomfortable," Puck decided. "And otherwise, you don't seem like the type, but hey, you're mysterious."

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"Haven't been to church in years," she said, and paused only briefly before tucking her chopsticks back into a container to dip her fingers into her shirt and produce a cigarette case. Opening that proved a no on the substance-fearing. "Got tossed from my last school for screwing someone on a teacher's desk."

"And Frances is a shit name." So was Elizabeth, in her opinion, but... details.

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"So's Noah," he said, nodding and clearly impressed. "Hence the nickname. Is your name really Frances, girl-who-screws-on-desks? Hot, by the way. And I don't smoke...cigarettes." He raised an eyebrow.

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"Too bad." Effy smirked, and tucked the case back away again. Not quite stupid enough to actually start smoking up spliff in a common room. "And no, it isn't."

Which didn't mean she was going to tell him what it was when it was so fun to hold onto her mystery.

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"I'm just going to make up names for you," Puck informed her. "You're Georgiana now."

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"Georgiana." Really? "It's like you've been reading Mills and Boon."