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Roof | Afternoon | Saturday | February 19

Nathan was really beginning to wonder why the world seemed intent on fucking him over. He'd been...fairly good lately (or so he thought), even. He'd refrained from nicking things from other people, hadn't done a lot of drugs, had let his mum continue on fucking that diaper wearing wanker without much interference (it was hard to interfere from America), and had generally put his best foot forward.

Well, he'd tried to put his best foot forward and fuck anyone who didn't think that. There were pedophiles and murders and Lady Gaga fans out there. Compared to them, he was a fucking saint, man. And yet, his life was completely fucked over, basted and overcooked. The thought of a Hawaiian trip tomorrow was nice but fuck if he knew what was going to happen there.

Having packed already, Nathan was up on the roof, feet dangling lazily over the edge while he had a smoke or five. It was nice to be able to smoke without the fear of his nipples freezing off now.

And really, this would be a great place to drop some curdled milk water balloons on people. Hmm...

[Open, of course! Nathan is, as always, completely offensive and horrible but he's harmless.]

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Kate did not do the roof thing anymore, for her own complicat-- okay, fairly straightforward reasons. She did, however, do texting.

is 6 different short skirts too much for a 6 day trip?

... She was also missing a whole bunch of people and was maybe using Nathan as a substitute, and he just needed to deal with that.

Lucky for Kate, Nathan had brought his phone up to the roof with him. When it went off in his pocket, he let the cigarette dangle between his lips and pulled it out of his pocket.

i still say you should just go naked. much easier.

Kate rolled her eyes upon reading that.

nothing easy about spending the week getting lectured at for indecency.

Nathan snickered and shook his head. Poor Kate, so not a risk taker.

you say that like it's never happened to you before. i refuse to believe that.

shouldn't previous experience be just the thing to sway me from wanting it to happen again?

Because you did not live parttime with Alice and not get an earful about indencency once or twice.

pfft

Nathan rolled his eyes and flicked some ash off his cigarette.

so, what you're saying is that you're lame? i knew it!

i do believe i've told you that before.

Well, she had a tendency to switch randomly between saying she was lame and proclaiming herself awesome at him, depending on how honest she was feeling and what her level of self confidence was.

not going naked in puclic, end of story.

sad. :(

Not that he felt strongly one way or another. He just liked naked girls.

your skirt conundrum is far too complex for my measly brain to comprehend right now. isn't there a chick you can ask?

Kate found herself shrugging in real life as she typed a reply. Couldn't help being expressive.

couldn't get a hold of emma. Because she was a damn ermine again, but Kate didn't know that yet. and can't be bothered to go look for anyone else.

and you trust my judgment in the world of girl clothes? She was damn brave, that's what she was. i tend to be better at taking clothes off, not putting them on.

i'm looking for input, not decisions. Because she was brave, not stupid. She glanced around herself, at all the clothes strewn all over the room, before sending off a follow-up.

think of it like this: how many skirts would be too many to take off within a week?

i dunno. fifty?

Seriously, he was not good at this game.

bring as many as you can fit? isn't that the easiest thing?

Kate sighed. you are no help. Duh. i'd ask for opinions on which ones to take but srsly, you'll just say all. or shortest.

kate, i have a dick, what made you think i would be any help?

A skirt was a skirt to him. If they were short and showed some leg, he didn't care if they had a giant bedazzled hippo on the ass.

i've known people who didn't let a handicap like that hinder them.

Well, not many. But she'd known a few guys like that!

won't assume again.

you girls and your assumptions. tsk.

Nathan shook his head and moved to actually lay down on the ledge of the roof, looking up at the sun. making my life hard, you know.

yeah i'm sure saying "no i don't know shit about that" is haaaard. poor nathaniel.

She was going to keep using that name forever and ever.

don't be mean. i've had enough of that lately.

Seriously, it was just fight after fight with girls. Why couldn't they just enjoy his adorable Irish ways without getting mean.

i'm not being mean.

Hey, she was the one who actually liked the name Nathaniel, and used it as an endearment half the time. A couple of skirts went in her bag.

so who is?

Nathan shrugged a shoulder and thought about lying. Instead, he just took a minute to toss his cigarette off the edge of the roof and reach for another one.

the queen of england isn't returning my calls. i'm devastated.

And then he lied. Yep.

It was about what she'd been expecting, really. Some completely random thing.

But she could roll with it.

well, you probably shouldn't have said that thing about her grandsons.

Nathan shrugged, smirking up at the phone.

we don't live in a third world country, kate. i do retain the right of freedom of speech. it's a great way to rationalize being an asshole.

it's a great way to get royals to be mean to you too, Kate pointed out, pausing in her typing to flop down onto her bed. The clothes could take it.

so really you only have yourself to blame.

yeah, not the first time i've heard that.

If there was a textual way to roll his eyes, Nathan would have used it right about then. Since he didn't know it, he just actually rolled his eyes.

Nathan was pretty damn sure Caroline had thrown some version of that line at him yesterday. Nathan wondered if the girls got together and discussed these things.

do you girls get together and discuss these things? i swear, i've heard that line about ten times lately. your little secret society of vaginas is scary.

Kate's eyebrow twitched up. She really hadn't meant to poke at anything, but wasn't really surprised she had.

if there is a sekrit giney club, i assure you i'm not in it, she sent back. i talk to chicks so little it's not even funny. maybe people are telling you that for another reason?

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