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roof | early evening | monday | may 10

Alex didn't have classes until Thursday. Sure, that left him with all his shit to do during the last two days of the weekend but it was pretty freaking sweet right now. It meant he could do absolutely nothing or as much as he wanted without having to worry about a class.

Currently, he was filling all his free time with some good ole smoking. He'd even foregone sprawling out on the ledge so he could just sit up on it, feet dangling over the edge while he smoked. The sun was still out, it was still fairly nice and he was still in a fairly good mood. That didn't happen often. He knew why and, at those thoughts, couldn't help but pull out his phone and look through a few certain things.

Yep. Still in a good mood.

[open roof!]

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Well, it would be seen how long his good mood would last after Karla made an appearance. "Kiss, kiss," she said, upon seeing someone had also had her brilliant plan of spending some time out on the roof.

Oh, Alex knew that voice fairly well. And see how good a mood his was when he didn't immediately start in on her? Rare thing, that.

"Maybe next time," he quipped though it was mild. "We might wanna start with hugging."

Funny, though, since Karla's voice instantly went flat ~~[joke goes here]~~ when she recognized his. "Oh. It's you."

"You sound so thrilled to see me," Alex said, eyes flicking back to the dirty pictures on his phone for a minute. "And all I did was say hello. Hair trigger today, Karla? Cigarette might calm you down."

"I'm always about this thrilled to see you, Alex," Karla said, sauntering over to the edge of the roof. Hey! She wasn't about to run off just because he was up here. No way. Though she did sit with plenty of space between them--knowing full well that no matter where she sat, it would invite some kind of comment from him.

"And no thanks," she said, flicking her eyes down to the cigarette. "I don't like them."

"Why not?" Alex wondered, keeping his phone open but at least tilting it away from her. She didn't need to those. He stuck the cigarette in between his lips and said, "You're gonna die anyway. Might as well go happy."

"They make me cough," Karla said, shrugging. "My father used to smoke, sometimes."

She would have appreciated the gesture if she'd realized why he was doing it. And if her attention hadn't been snagged by something else. "I don't see the connection, though," she said, puzzled. "What does smoking have to do with dying?"

Oh, Kaeleer.

Maybe he'd show her a little later just to see her face. Or maybe not. Alex was a man of mystery. Still, there was something more pressing to ask.

"What the fuck did you smoke that it wasn't considered harmful to your lungs?" Alex wondered.

Karla just looked at him. Like he was stupid.

He was probably very familiar with that expression by now. They'd known each other a year, after all.

"Who lets it get so bad they could die from it?" Karla countered. "That's what Healers are for!"

She'd known that this world didn't have proper Healers, but surely their doctors could clean up their lungs before anything bad happened. They wouldn't smoke otherwise, right? Right?

"You should read a book," Alex said, rolling his eyes and puffing away happily "Or here, just read this."

At that, he tossed the pack of cigarettes here way and pointed out the warning emblazoned on the package.

Karla read it, and then darted incredulous glances at him and the package. "Tell me your doctors and Healers and what-have-yous in this world know how to take care of your lungs so that you can smoke these without incurring these side effects," she said, tossing the pack back to Alex so she could rub the bridge of her nose. "Please tell me that this warning is to ensure that people know they have to go to their doctors and get preventative care. Seriously, Alex. Tell me."

Emma. Karla is going to get you.

"I can't really tell you what's not true, can I?" Alex asked, shrugging and not seeming too phased with the fact that he was killing his lungs. "You smoke, you take the risk. Why do you think the warning's there? So cigarette companies don't get their asses sued."

"Then why would you do it?" Karla asked, rolling her eyes. "It's like having unprotected sex with this world's creepy diseases: a big, stupid risk for minimal payoff."

"Because I don't give a fuck about the risks," Alex said, shrugging. "I like to smoke and some stupid side effects aren't going to stop me. I've been doing it for years, why stop now?"

It'd been an excellent coping mechanism when he'd been home and stressed.

"So concerned, Karla," Alex teased. "Would you miss me?"

Lindsay was sort of wandering aimlessly through the dorm halls, which led her to the roof eventually. She wasn't really surprised to find someone smoking up there.

"So is this the designated smoking area?" she asked curiously.

"Don't think it's specifically designated but fuck if that stops anyone," Alex said, peering at the new arrival. Didn't recognize her so he figured new student. "You looking for a place to smoke or a place to avoid?"

"I just kind of wandered up here. Looking for a place to think, I guess," Lindsay said with a shrug. "I'm not really a cigarette smoker, but I'm not gonna stop anyone else from smoking."

"I'm thinking about Emma, actually," Karla said airily. "She ought to know better."

She wasn't concerned about Alex, exactly. She was more concerned with...uhh...the inconvenience! Yes! "Besides, I'm a Healer. If you started dying or something, my oaths require me to at least try to Heal you, even if you did bring it upon yourself. Which would probably interfere with whatever plans I had for the day."

"I wouldn't try it if I were you," Karla warned direly. "Not only are they bad for you, but this world's Healers can't even fix the damage!"

She sounded almost put out by the whole idea. And fairly incredulous, too.

"Evening," Jack said, meandering up and standing so he could peer over the island. It was rare for him to be on the roof while it was still light, and something about that had him oddly sentimental.

That lasted all of a moment before he pulled his own cigarettes out of a pocket.

"Terrified any new kids yet?"

"Everyone's got vices, Karla," Alex said, shaking his head. "You don't have something that you're addicted to? Sex counts!"

Jack waved, a bit lazily. "Hello there, Karla. It's been a while!"

"A place to think?" Alex repeated, raising an eyebrow and offering a cigarette anyway. Pretty girl and all. "What's wrong with your room?"

"It is if you don't want to annoy your roommate," Jack said dryly. "Though I don't mind the view, either."

He gestured over the island vista in illustration.

"I'm Jack. You must be new."

"Haven't had the chance yet," Alex said, glancing across at Jack. "Shame, isn't it? You?"

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