Fourth Floor Common Room | Morning | Saturday | January 22

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Being up before noon was a fucking lousy way to start the weekend but it couldn't be helped. He was up and, even more horrific, he was awake so there was no way faking sleep would turn into real sleep. Nathan barely knew what morning looked like and know he was turning into some morning person. Good fucking lord.

After showering and getting himself into some warm clothes, he'd shuffled down to the common room to try and find something to eat. Of course, the only uncooked thing he managed to find was an apple (pass) which meant he was going to have to try and cook something. Waffles seemed like the easiest thing so he'd dumped them on a plate and shoved them into the microwave.

"Now," he said to the microwave as he started to get the waffles cooking, "if you catch on fire, this is not my fault and I'm absolved of all guilt. So don't fucking catch on fire."

He wanted breakfast that wasn't burned to a crisp. Blackened waffles might be a delicacy somewhere but they were not going in his stomach.

[Common rooms are open things so open post!]

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[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"So then, Miss Everybody Lies," he said around a mouthful of waffle, "what sort of girl are you? Set me straight, show me the light. I am listening and I will hear you."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Sort of girl who likes a little mystery," she replied after a moment, smirking and taking a bite out of her apple.

"I like making people guess. Gives their imagination some exercise."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"That's just code for you being dull," Nathan decided with a shrug of a shoulder. "People who don't want to share don't have anything to share and they cover it up by trying to look enigmatic."

He smiled and slouched down a little further on the couch. "So, you're a dull girl. I'm learning more and more each minute. Fascinating."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"More and more bad judgments every minute," she told him, cocking her head with that ever-present smirk "Not a great start, Guy with Waffles."

"Want to try again?"

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"No because I'm pretty sure I'm right and you've got nothing," he said, shrugging a shoulder. "Look what I've offered. Look what you've offered. I mean, it doesn't even compare."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"What the, 'brains, brawn and a big cock' thing?" It did at least stick in the mind.

"How could I ever compare?"

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"You don't," he quipped, shrugging a shoulder. "It's good of you to recognize that though. I'm feeling lazy and wouldn't have wanted to school you on how much better than you I am."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Not the most traditional way to try getting into a girl's pants." Which is what he'd started this conversation with.

Not that trading for waffles was an every day choice either, as far as she knew.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"If you're really as boring as the vibe you're giving off, who says I would want to get in your pants?" Nathan wondered, shaking his head. "Boring girl, boring sex."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy breathed a laugh. "I'm fucking interesting and you'll never know," she told him, shaking her head. "That's very, very sad for you."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, you know, you can keep talking and talking and talking but until I see some further evidence, the only interesting thing about you is the fact that you're an apparent virgin," Nathan answered, shrugging. "Sorry."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I'm not a virgin." That was one lie it felt wrong perpetuating. Which apparently took away her one interesting quality. "Just ask my last headteacher." That kind of made it sound like she'd been doing the faculty. Which was kind of misleading, but his own fault if he decided to make assumptions.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"What, you've been fucking a teacher? This school's kinkier than I thought. I don't know whether to be impressed or frightened that you're doing some old man," Nathan said, smirking.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Never claimed to be doing a teacher," Effy pointed out, settling back in the couch as she took another bite of her apple. This was why letting people come to their own conclusions was so much more entertaining than supplying all the answers.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"And you never claimed you weren't either," Nathan said, shrugging. "And from the sounds of it, you were letting some old bloke stick it to you for grades or some shit. Am I wrong?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I don't give that much of a shit about my grades." Besides, getting by wasn't hard. Not a complete dunce. "So yeah. You're wrong."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Am I?" He didn't sound too upset about that. "So, if I'm wrong, how does your headteacher know about your sexual shenanigans?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"He was the one expelled me," she answered, shrugging like that was the most normal thing in the world as she turned her apple to find the unbitten side. Well, it was a while ago now.

"Turns out teachers don't like it when you screw people on their desk." So it was the nurse's desk. Close enough to a teacher for her.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm sure they don't like the sticky aftermath, you know," he said, letting a laugh slip out because that was fucking ballsy. "Was it a good shag, at least?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Was until the woman in the next room started freaking out." A sadly mood killing end to the whole thing.

But up until that point, she'd been enjoying it.

"Wish she could've held it for a few minutes."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"What, does that mean you didn't get off?" Nathan asked, gaping a little. "Well, that's just fucking rude, isn't it? Poor you. Hope someone made up for that later."

[Night!]

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I worked something out," she assured him, taking another leisurely bite of her apple. If that was with or without help, she let him decide.

"Am I interesting yet?"

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"You are less boring than before," Nathan decided as he finished his last bit of waffle. "Interesting though, I think that's going to take time and effort especially after your less than exciting start in our conversation."