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the roof | mid afternoon | wednesday | may 5

Alex's version of break had consisted mainly of sleeping, smoking, sleeping some more and the occasional break for socialization. Today, the roof seemed like the place to smoke. He'd done it enough, he was a regular and it was fairly warm out. It meant he could lay down on the roof's edge, cigarette in his mouth, arms tucked behind his head and eyes closed.

For once, the roof wasn't going to be home to his brooding. He was in a mood but he wasn't ready to punch the first deserving person he saw and he wasn't completely overwhelmed with his own issues. His mood was just...something. He didn't really know.

Decent mood, for once. Better take advantage.

[the roof is open like an all night convenience store!]

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"Pfft."

Kate may not have had superpowers, but she did have a excellent poker face, and a killer eyeroll.

"I'm stubborn, independent, and awesome. I wouldn't have any trouble resisting you, and there'd be a whole line of better guys you'd have to get past, first."

"Better guys?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. "You sound like you're looking for something more than just sex. How fucking dull."

Ignore that his current situation went right against that.

"I probably wouldn't want you then."

"Well, it was supposed to be a relationship," Kate retorted. "An extremely fucked up one, but anyway."

She paused, flicked some ash off her cigarette, idly. "And you'd want me. I'd make sure of that."

"You don't have anything I haven't seen and been bored by before," Alex replied, sticking his own cigarette in his mouth and taking a few puffs.

"You'd make me want you to get the fuck out," he continued, smug. "Even extremely fucked up relationships have to end. I'd let you blow me once more before kicking you out."

Kate shook her head with a sly, amused smile.

"You don't know the first thing about what you're talking about, Alex. I can be all kinds of interesting," she said. "And I'm pretty fucking memorable. Sure, you might wanna get rid of me, but you'd miss me when I was gone."

A pause, a tilt of her head.

"Well, my body, anyway, and getting to slip your dick in it. And that's all that really matters, isn't it?"

"I think I know exactly what I'm talking about," Alex retorted, shaking his head at her statement. "You might have the ability to be interesting but nothing I haven't seen before. You'd be a retread and a repeat and that's just...boring."

Really, Alex couldn't even remember how they'd gotten onto this whole weird game. It was kind of fun though.

"Besides, I can find plenty of places to stick my dick that aren't your body," he continued, smirking. "I'd have a line of people, you'd have nothing and just be praying that I came back. If you asked me nicely, I might even agree."

Oh, Kate knew exactly where this was all coming from. This was a substitute for the games she played with the random guys she met at motels and other unpleasant places.

Only this time they both knew they were playing.

"Why?" she asked. "If I bored you so much, that would make, like, no sense at all."

"Pity," he answered smoothly, taking a few more drags of his cigarette. "Charity? I'm not above a nice charity fuck. Give back to those less fortunate."

Kate snorted. "Yeah somehow you don't really seem like the type to get over your boredom just to be charitable. But if that's what you have to tell yourself..." She shrugged and smirked.

"Hey, it'd waste an hour or so, wouldn't it?" Alex pointed out. He tossed his cigarette away and reached for another, happy to be a slave to that vice. "And if I get off, then it's all good. Boredom alleviated for the time being, charity fuck given, good deed done, and I move on."

Of course. Hey, it wasn't even like he hadn't done that before.

"But, it is good to hear that you'd agree you're boring in bed and even a charity fuck couldn't fix that," Alex said, circling back to that. "Very honest."

"I never said I'd agree. I was only taking your delusional point of view into account," Kate replied with a dismissive wave of her cigarette-free hand.

As if she'd slip up like that. Come on.

"Doubt I'd want anyone who didn't recognize my awesome, anyway."

"If there's any awesome to recognize," he retorted quickly. "I don't think there is. I don't see any."

"You might want to get your eyesight tested," she replied, raising both her eyebrows. "Even though most of my awesome isn't quite that obvious, anyway."

"Nah, I think I'm seeing fine," Alex replied, shaking his head. "No test needed."

He looked her up and down, obviously appraising before saying, "Yeah, it's really very mundane. It's good to have aspirations though!"

"Like I said, you don't know what you're talking about," Kate said, unphased, as she flicked her cigarette away and stuck her hands in her pockets. "But that's okay. Not everyone realizes what they're missing."

"So, show me what I'm missing." Now, Alex had no intention of going against whatever...thing he was in but he just couldn't help being a challenging prick when the situation called for it. Maybe he just wanted to see what she'd do.

"Or is there just nothing to show?" he added. "A whole lot of smoke, so to speak."

"I don't know if there's much in it for me, showing you how I awesome I am," she replied, pursing her lips and eyeing him with one brow raised. "Especially since I'm awesome, and not easy."

That was debatable. But had held true pretty well in Fandom.

"Uh huh." Amused now, Alex just smirked at her. "There'd be a lot in it for you. Or a lot of me in you but hey, taking a pass is perfectly fine."

Now, he was just trying to wind her up a little.

"Sure your hand is perfectly capable."

"It doesn't have to be, because someone else's is."

Even if saying that made Kate's thoughts move a fraction in the direction where she didn't want them to go today.

"Besides, I never said I wanted you to bone me. You just made a lame attempt at twisting my words and took it from there."

Alex shrugged one shoulder, nonplussed. "If you've got someone who lets you ride his hand, why're you up here having a very pleasant and very dirty conversation with me? Not all it's cracked up to be? How sad for you."

"Well, some of us unfortunately think there's more to life than sex. Yes, shocking and sad, I know." She rolled her eyes. "Besides, I don't think this has even been all that dirty."

"Been going easy on you," Alex said, still amused. "If you really wanted to have a dirty conversation with me, you'd end up all over me or really wishing Mr. Hands was around. There might be more to life than sex but there's really nothing as fun."

"Aww, were you protecting me from your immense sexual power? How sweet. 'Though I do kinda agree."

That probably needed a clarification.

"About sex, not your powers of dirty talk."

"Guess that means you don't ever get to see my dirty talk prowess," he replied, smirking smugly. "Guess that means we'll both have to fall back on the fun of sex to ease our sadness over that."

"Our sadness?" Kate asked, smirking right back at him. "Yes, I guess it does mean that."

She pulled one of her hands from her pocket, and ran it idly through her hair.

"In fact, I should probably go do something about that right now."

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