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Roof [Friday Evening]

The fact it was getting a little dark out up here wasn't the sort of things to deter Effy. She liked it, actually. It was comfortable, and besides, the roof was beginning to feel like an extension of her room, the amount of time she managed to spend up here doing absolutely fuck all. It was still warm, it felt like it was building up into some kind of storm, and damn she wanted to watch.

For once, she wasn't up here brooding, smoking, drinking or any of those other self-destructive habits she had and loved so much. Just leaning back and watching the sky to see where it would go.

[[It's a roof, and totally open!]]

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Funny that was sort of why Leda was up here too.

"Hey, mind some company?"

Effy glanced sharply towards her when she spoke. There was still that twinge of guilt when she saw Leda, and it took a moment for her to respond.

Eventually, she shook her head, quirking a touch of a smile. "Free roof. Wouldn't want to hog the view."

Leda had no hard feelings. In fact she was glad the girl had been so good at defending herself.

She smiled at Effy to show she bore her no ill will. "Nice night for it." She sat down on the edge of the roof.

"Don't know everyone would agree." It was a little overcast, what with the gathering storms. No stars, which seemed to be what everyone looked at when they were out at night.

"But yeah. It is." While she caught the nod, it didn't take long before Effy's gaze was darting away. Avoidance was all the easier when she could look somewhere else. "Atmospheric."

"Well I like the stars, don't get me wrong. But during the summer, cool breezes were a life saver back on the Border. And it's hard to beat oncoming storms for a light show."

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Effy nodded, still staring upwards.

"Calling it a lifesaver here too." Because this country was humid, and it was gross. She tried to stay in places with air con when it was like this.

Air con didn't work in Bordertown. Not reliably anyway. It was a lot easier to modify the temp when you wanted it warm than it was for cold.

Leda looked out towards the town. "I can't believe I've been here a year."

"Me either." It was weird. It both felt like yesterday she was getting on that bus, and at the same time fucking forever ago.

"Longest I've lasted at a school in a while."

"I was kinda in and out of school back home." Leda mused. "I kept skipping for extended periods of time."

Alex, on the other hand, had done participated in plenty of self destructive habits already so, by the time he made it up to the roof just to get out of his damn room, he was half drunk though it wasn't that obvious.

"Something interesting in the sky?" he had to ask, peering at her when he realized she was there and just sort of looking up at the sky. "Cloud that looks like a chick with big tits?"

Eloquence was a talent.

It really was. Effy knew that voice without even looking and twitched a bit of a smile.

"If you really squint and think like you, maybe."

"Thinking like me should be mandatory," Alex decided, ambling over to where she was leaning. "It makes shit more fun. If everyone thought like me, the world be less boring."

But if everyone thought exactly like him, she suspected he'd get bored fast, and no one would be into sleeping with him. Would end up sucking for him.

"You're drunk," she noted, amused.

"Nuh uh," he lied. Badly. Alex took up residence beside her, leaning comfortably and peering up at the sky. "Drinking's for losers."

And him.

Effy breathed a laugh. Riiiight. "One I never thought I'd hear from you." Considering.

He really was a bad liar.

Hey, he was a great liar, he was just feeling less inhibited right now. Which meant he could say ridiculous things and have an excuse for them.

"What makes you think I'm drunk?" he asked, looking over at her. "I could just be content."

Because that was so common with him.

"Way you talk," she started looking back over at him, "way you move. Way you have that lingering smell of beer?" Not that she was complaining, he was definitely entertaining like this.

"Suppose you could be content..." But she suspected the alcohol played its part.

"I smell like beer?" He didn't think he smelled but he was biased, of course. "I've got like cologne on and everything. That mean I don't get a kiss?"

Effy smirked, but pushed away from the edge of the roof to move and step up in front of him. "You ask that like you think I'm anti alcohol." Which he would be well aware by now she wasn't.

"Well, no, I know that's not true but I do know you don't like beer," he said, wagging a finger at her. "See, even if I'm drunk, I remember things you tell me. I always listen to you."

And that was satisfying to know.

Moment or two of that and Effy reached up to snag the hand he was waving around at her stretching up to kiss him. Her preference for liquor wouldn't stop her from that one, he'd probably be pleased to find.

Oh see, that was nice. Even if he was drunk (he'd maintain that he wasn't), his kissing was still up to par, still fucking good and still all about her. She'd be pleased to know that too if he ever said it out loud.

Now, he did fumble a bit with her hand, trying to tangle his fingers with hers. He eventually did manage it and without breaking their kiss but there was some fumbling.

Oh, like that wasn't going to get noticed, and Effy grinned against his mouth. That was getting filed away for later, when she wasn't kissing him. She'd been mocked by him repeatedly for just the same thing, and there was no way she'd let him get away with that with nothing.

It just wasn't happening.

Well...shut up!

He'd roll out the drunk excuse quick then but even he knew that wouldn't stop the inevitable teasing. As it was, he could feel that smile and tried to kiss it away by leaning forward and sort of pressing flush against her while he kissed her.

Did work in that she couldn't really smile as easily, but she wasn't going to forget just because of that. No. Even going to squeeze his hand, just in case he needed the reminder.

He'd appreciate that, right?

Alex would have scowled if he hadn't been kissing her and he didn't want to stop kissing her to scowl so he had a dilem-- no he didn't, the kissing won out.

So, he was just going to slide an arm around her waist and pinch her back. It was a...pretty immature way to retaliate but he was drunk, fuzzy and not long on ideas.

Bonus point on that for him, that was her automatic response was to squirm away, and 'away' from his hand was closer to the rest of him.

It did inspire her to break that kiss for a moment, to murmur out a "What?" So innocent.

And he hadn't even planned that. He was still pretty quick to react, tightening up that arm around her to keep her close to the rest of him.

"Your innocent act needs work," Alex advised her, pulling a face. "Your as bad at it as I am."

Effy wasn't even going to try claiming innocence outright.

"Your smooth act needs work." He was as bad at that as she was, apparently.

"You've never had any complaints before," Alex pointed out, trying to ignore that fumble by bringing his ego out. "Shouldn't start now. It's unbecoming."

"Wasn't complaining." No no, definitely not that. "It's adorable. Really."

"You don't know what you're talking about," Alex insisted, taking the opportunity to finally scowl at her. "Shut up."

She could shut up, and did. Was very good at it, in fact. But that wouldn't take the irrepressible smirk off her face, and that might've been almost worse.

Well, fine then. Alex knew how to solve that and it was only something he'd do when he was drunk and unfocused. He put a hand over his eyes so he couldn't see that smirk.

Which...solved nothing but he was working with less than half a brain and didn't much care.

But unfortunately, not enough hands to cover his ears and mute her laugh. It wasn't entirely sticking to the 'shut up' stipulation, but she didn't really care.

At least she wasn't talking, squeezing his hand again just as a reminder and lean in against him. Just because he covered his eyes, didn't mean she wasn't still there being smug right in front of him.

"You're an ass," Alex said though he didn't sound at all serious. "Why should I stay up here with someone's that's gonna laugh at me?"

Notice how he wasn't leaving and he was kind of leaning into her and still sounded more amused than serious.

"You're an ass too." Which made it all the more appropriate that he was up here with her, and not looking like he was going anywhere fast.

"No, I'm not." Of course he was and he prided himself on it. "Besides, my fumble was just with your hand. You fumbled with my pants."

Which made his fumble less...something.

Annnd, pants were a lot easier to get off, than it was to reach up and hold someone's hand? Nope.

"Not helping your claim there." Not in her opinion, anyway.

"I'm fucking drunk," he tried, frowning at her. "You're an ass."

Back to that good, ole insult.

"And not really persuading me to stay up here."

At least he'd decided to admit he was drunk, right? Progress on one front there.

"You... need persuading?" Wasn't getting that vibe from him.

Alex would gladly admit he'd been lying earlier if it meant the fumbling got passed off as a drunken misstep. Unlikely, he knew, but even Alex could be hopeful at times.

"Yes," he answered even if he was reaching for her other hand, lacing those fingers with his and making no move to go anywhere. "Persuade me to stay."

"Big reason you should stay?" Effy said, squeezing each hand in turn (not actually trying to remind him of his fumble this time). "I want you to." Leaned a little closer for that second part. He liked her honesty, and drunk or not he'd probably appreciate it.

Well, that was going right for the knockout punch, wasn't it? He hadn't actually expected simple, straight honesty and, for a moment, he just blinked at her, expression quiet.

"You didn't mess around today," he said and took advantage of that lean to try and snag another kiss from her. Uncoordinated or not, he didn't miss when he wanted to kiss someone.

Unless he was really damn drunk. Which he wasn't.

"Think you're staying," she muttered against his lips. Didn't really need to ask, considering the response. Success for her direct tactic right there.

"Yeah, I think I'm probably staying," Alex said, nodding and closing his eyes. "Gonna keep me entertained?"

"Always do." And if she didn't, she wasn't sure why he stuck around. Assumed he'd have fucked off long ago if she was that boring.

"That mean I should just lean back and wait for the entertainment?" he asked, teasing. "Or are you out of ideas?"

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