The Deck [Friday, Evening]

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

It was that time of year again. One of Effy's favourites, in fact. Who didn't love a cultural excuse to sit in the dark, set shit alight and just sit and watch it burn? Not having fireworks wasn't too big a deal, really. Could still come out and play with flames. That was better than nothing.

So far, she'd not had much trouble with today. That creepy little song she'd broke into earlier? She was stubbornly calling it a fluke.

... And in no way thinking about it too hard while she stared into the fire in the pit front of her.

[[Open, as these things are!]]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I asked first," Alex said, shaking his head. "You answer."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy paused a moment, then pushed herself up from her seat to wind her way to Alex and lean over him. "You could say that."

Or, in her case, say imply it, and then prove it by coming in close. "Talking's fine, if you've got the time, but I ain't got the time to spare. Do you want to touch?
Do you want to touch?
Do you want to touch me there, where?"

It was Effy's turn to make a face, even if she didn't move away just yet. Not what she'd intended to go with there. The fuck with this day?

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex...smirked. He couldn't help it because he hadn't expected her to sing to him and he hadn't expected the singing to come from so up close.

"You wanna microphone?" he teased.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Right. She rolled her eyes and immediately pulled back a little. "Fuck off." At least there hadn't been dancing to go with that.

Didn't really mean it. But now she could see her own irritating smugness mirrored. She didn't approve of it half as much when it came from someone else.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Oh, now you're pissed off, huh?" Alex asked, amused and not even caring about showing it. "Shoe's on the other foot, huh? That mean I don't get an autograph?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Yes, she was a massive hypocrite. Shut up.

"Want me to sign your chest or something?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Actually yeah, why not?" Alex said, hiking up his shirt for her. "Gotta pen?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Course not." You'd have to be prepared for more than smoking and burning things for that. Effy was not.

"Do you?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I look like someone who carries a pen with him?" Alex wondered, raising an eyebrow.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"About as much as I do." Which was 'no, not really'.

But she could trace her name on his chest with her finger. That was easy enough. Add a little dramatic swirl from the end of the y.

"Good enough?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I feel so privileged," Alex said, snickering and dropping his shirt. "If you sing again, I might make you sign my ass."

Teasing. It was teasing!

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I'll get my permanent marker." Also, kidding. Though she did have one, thanks to her recent art project. "Make sure it sticks for you."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"It'd make for a good story," he replied, nodding. "Anyone that gets to see my ass would wonder why your name was there and then I could explain."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Yeah, she was seeing the downside of this idea cropping up already. All the more reminders for him to share with anyone.

"Your claim to fame. Bet you'll just be showing it off all over the place."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Well, I do like mooning people," he said and shrugged. "It makes for a great response if they insult me."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"How come I've never got that?" Sure she'd insulted him at some point. So sad to be left out of this habit he claimed to have. So, so sad.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You saying you wanted to be mooned?" Alex asked, smirking. "You can see me naked in other ways."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Just saying. Never noticed this thing for flashing people you claim to have." As usual, she didn't really believe him.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Just because you haven't noticed doesn't mean anything," Alex pointed out, shaking his head. "I do have a life away from you."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"One where you're a flasher," she noted. "Can't say it's not... unusual."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You telling me you've never flashed anyone before? You've been missing out," Alex said and sighed sadly. "It's fun."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I don't make a habit of it," Effy corrected mildly. "Didn't say I hadn't done it." Possibly not in the overt mooning sort of way, but if you were wearing the sorts of clothes she did and moved the right way... You showed quite a bit of skin. Or underwear.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"So, you've done it?" Alex asked, leaning back and sounding amused. "When and how?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"That thing with Griff count?" Technically, he'd walked in, but it wasn't like she'd bothered much with covering up.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Oh my poor former roommate," Alex said and snickered. "I don't think he ever recovered from the sight of your rack."