The Roof | Afternoon | Tuesday | November 9

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Considering how he was still feeling, Alex decided to try some fresh, crisp air. He hadn't been up to the roof in awhile and he hoped that the chilliness would help clear his head and make him a little less likely to jump the first hot girl he saw.

He wandered over to the roof's ledge and pulled his jacket around him tighter before he lit his first (of what would be many) cigarettes. It was a little harder to deal with all this with a new, tiny roommate. He couldn't hit walls or throw things or drink or anything too bad with a kid who looked like he wasn't even eleven in there.

So, he'd stay here and smoke what would probably become an entire pack of cigarettes. Maybe he'd take a cold shower. Or maybe he'd just go find someone that could help. Man, this fucking island.

[The roof's open, sure]

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[icecoldfrost]

Alex wasn't the only one who had taken up chain-smoking this week; Emma had started smoking early this morning, after being woken far too many times by other people's very loud dreams.

"My lighter died," she complained. "Do you have an extra I can borrow?" What? So Emma was lazy, and didn't want to walk into town. That wasn't exactly news.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

And she was one of the best and worst people to see on this day all things considered. Alex actually got a little tense (tenser?) when he heard her voice but disguised it. At least his mind was blissfully blank for the moment.

He glanced over his shoulder, lopsided smile on his face. "I look like a vending machine?"

[icecoldfrost]

"Yes. One that I can pay in cigarettes and beer," she quipped. "Take pity on me, darling, and enable my addiction."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Where are your cigarettes?" he asked, digging his pack out of his jacket pocket. "You always seem to be out when you come around me."

[icecoldfrost]

"Cigarettes I have," she objected, taking her pack out of her back pocket and waved it at him. "I just like taking yours sometimes."

"I even have a lighter, except that it won't work, and I really don't feel like going all the way to Turtle and Canary to get a new one." Emma tapped out a few of her precious Gitanes and waved them at him. "I'll traaaaaaaaaade. I just need a light."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Girl cigarettes?" Alex asked, pulling his lighter out of the sleeve of his cigarettes. He offered it to her, careful to keep his fingers at the very end of the lighter lest he make this even harder on himself.

"What makes you think I wanna smoke girl cigarettes?" he asked, scoffing.

[icecoldfrost]

That was odd, but Emma brushed it off in favor of accepting it and quickly lighting up. "Well, you did make a very fetching girl," Emma teased, offering it back. "But they are not 'girl cigarettes,' thank you. They're imports, and they're wonderful."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Foreign cigarettes?" Alex asked, turning around to lean back against the roof's ledge. It kept some distance there but still left him relatively close. He was into torturing himself today, apparently.

"What's the difference?" he asked, glancing at his own cigarettes. "It's nicotine and paper."

[icecoldfrost]

"Taste, mostly," she replied with a shrug, taking another drag before offering it to him. "It's got a bit more of a bite, and I like the smell."

[glacial_queen]

"Emma," Karla whined. "Everything sucks."

Except, now that she thought about it, Emma was probably getting it worse than Karla was. "Got your earrings handy?"

[icecoldfrost]

"And why, darling, does everything suck? And why are you up here and not in bed?" Emma asked, starting edge into fussing mode. "You are going to blow away, and I'll laugh."

[glacial_queen]

"Staying in bed is one of those things that sucks," Karla announced. "At least it does when I'm alone. Then it's no fun at all."

Hello, overshare. Nice to meet you.

"Besides, I need some exercise," she added, trying to stay away from oversharing and unintentionally ending up in double-entendre instead. "I need to get muscle mass back and who can do that in bed?"

[icecoldfrost]

"You can sleep and get up the energy to build up that muscle mass," Emma answered. "And if you're bored in bed, that's what books or a laptop or other toys are for. Don't you have a boyfriend about somewhere?"

Yes, Karla, she just called Warren your boytoy.

[glacial_queen]

"Hey!" Karla protested, as regular as clockwork. "He's only a toy when I have four legs and a tail!"

What? He totally had been a glorified kitty toy for the past week. "And I'm sure he has other things he'd rather be doing than keeping me company in bed all day," she added, even if she couldn't think of anything that sounded better right then.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma blinked. "If he does, he is a very stupid boy," she said slowly. "I'm rather sure most teenage boys very much enjoy spending all day in bed, especially when there's an attractive girl in it."

[glacial_queen]

"Well," Karla said, fidgeting, "I haven't exactly asked him? It seems rude, somehow. Especially with how I'm, uhh, feeling right now."

Her and the rest of the dorm.

[icecoldfrost]

"What? Feeling like you're so tired you'll snore all night, and keep the entire dorm awake?" Emma teased. "Darling, that's what earplugs are for, and he can sneak out once you're fast asleep if he gets bored."

[glacial_queen]

Karla still had a while before she needed to meet 'Dite for lunch and decided that a trip up to the roof was worth the effort it would take to get there. The dorms were getting very close; even if she could shield out the thoughts of her fellow students, their psychic scents were all rife with desire and the emotions getting trapped in the walls and the wood were pretty much all the same.

If she thought she could handle it, she'd be scrubbing the walls right now. So up to the roof for Karla, where hopefully the cold air could clear her head.

Or the walk up and down could exhaust her enough that she ceased to notice anything. That'd be fine, too.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Problem?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow at Karla and her seemingly pent up energy coming to the roof.

[glacial_queen]

"That suggests there's only one," Karla said, lingering in the doorway for a minute to catch her breath. "Kiss kiss, Alex."

This was so the wrong time to be using her greeting. Perversely, that only made Karla want to use it more.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Don't say that to me if you're not gonna follow through," Alex retorted and where the hell had that come from? He took a long, long drag on his cigarette.

[glacial_queen]

Karla also turned a puzzled glance up at Alex. "Or what?" she asked. "You'll growl at me?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Nah. I bet you'd like that too much," Alex replied, shrugging a shoulder. "Give you a little thrill and all."

[glacial_queen]

"What makes you think you're the expert on what gives me a thrill?" Karla challenged.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I'm an expert on giving anyone a thrill," Alex replied, not at all modest. "You're no different. I can give anyone a thrill."