The Roof | Afternoon | Sunday | July 11

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

It felt like a day to get out of his room. Really, everyday felt like that but today more than others. He was getting that restless, walls closing in feeling that he tended to get every few months. It'd put him into a bad mood (though he hadn't gotten out of that from a few days ago) and made him snappy and irritable.

That, naturally, brought him to the roof and had him sprawled out on the edge of the roof, cigarette stuck between his lips, earbuds in his ears playing some raucously loud, and hand tucked underneath his head. It was warm and he'd probably get some sun but he wasn't one to burn. Benefit of coming from the Midwest where you either got sun or you moved.

At least he'd foregone walking along the ledge of the roof and probably causing a panic in a few people that didn't know him. He was being safe by contrast. Laying on the roof's ledge meant he'd have to roll over to fall instead of missing a step and falling. Completely safer.

[Roof's open. Summer is too long.]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Sure, why not?" Alex shrugged. He wasn't one to turn down alcohol. "I haven't had my daily dose of alcohol today."

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Wes got up and headed to the door, then went back down to his room and dug the bottle out of where he'd placed it in his weapons chest. When he came back, he sat down and handed the bottle of forty-year-old scotch to Alex. "Enjoy."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You're not gonna drink?" Alex asked, sitting up so he couldn't dump scotch all over himself.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"I tend to reserve my drinking for when I'm secluded in my room," Wesley replied. "But by all means, feel free." He was just glad he could do something helpful for once.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Whatever," Alex said, uncapping the scotch and downing a good few swallows. "You a weird drunk or something?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Just irritable," Wes assured him. "Although it would appear that you have the market cornered on that particular trait," he teased.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex snickered and shook his head. "I'm always irritable. It makes me even more charming. Why do you think so many people are attracted to me?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Rugged good looks?" Wes proposed, grinning. "That's how I justify my own sex appeal, at any rate."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Everyone likes a bad boy," Alex said and took a another few swallows. "That's what I've been told, at least. I don't really label myself. People are attracted to me and who am I to argue with that?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Wesley laughed. "Bully for you, then." Jokes about sex appeal aside, he wasn't aware of any person who'd ever been attracted to him. Alex, on the other hand, seemed exactly the sort of person girls would be attracted to. "The girls of Fandom are - all drawn to that sort, then?" he inquired.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"The girls of Fandom are fucking weird," Alex said, shrugging since that was really how he saw it. "No one girl's gonna be the same. You've got your eye on someone?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Wesley blushed. "Yes," he mumbled, turning very red.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Yes?" Alex repeated, smirking. "Who?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Quinn Fabray," he answered in a mumble. "She's new, like me."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Haven't met her," he said but he made note of the name. "She hot?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"She - she has a certain - I mean, not to emphasize her physical - ah. Yes?" he squeaked at last, helpless.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Hot girls are my favorite," Alex said, getting some enjoyment out of Wesley's stammering. "Gonna do her?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Wes bit down an instinctive impulse to say "That's not appropriate," and instead stammered for a minute before deciding on "Unlikely." Because no way would Quinn go for him.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex would have laughed if Wesley had said that. He was all about the inappropriate. "She like you?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Not to my knowledge." Wesley was turning redder and redder by the second, so he decided to steer the discussion in a new direction. "And yourself?" He asked. "What is the nature of your own romantic life?"

Then he thought that that sounded a little - well, a little gay.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I do all right for myself," Alex said, shrugging a shoulder. "My bed doesn't get cold. I don't do relationships though."

Ignore that he was kind of in one right now.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Admirable," said Wes, having no other knowledge of gossip or anything to correct Alex with. "My most recent - ah, encounter with a girl of any kind was rather disastrous. Albeit not what one would term a relationship."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Disastrous how?" Alex had to wonder. "There are many levels of disaster when it comes to girls."

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Disastrous in that it attained a truly remarkable level of awkwardness," Wes explained. Which wasn't disastrous at all, but the guy had nothing to compare it to.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Like during sex?" Alex wondered. "Or can there be disasters that merit big time awkwardness outside of sex?"