Room 323 [Thursday, Evening]

[comeoutwrong]

Last class for the term finally out of the way, and it was really about time Effy started to think about her trip home tomorrow, and... well, the packing she had to do for it.

Sure, she probably had enough stuff back in Bristol to get by for a week, but an overnight bag at least might be a good idea, and she yanked one out from under her bed to throw a few things into.

If nothing else, she was looking forward to seeing Tony, maybe even Pandora, though she might be less likely to admit to that second one. The couple of things she actually missed about home were the people. That was something she'd never really imagined would be the case.

[[Door and post are ooooopen, feel free to bug her.]]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex was not a total stalker, he just felt like one this week hadn't found anything better to do on his floor so he'd come up one and found a familiar door open.

"Your door's open," he noted lightly. "Feeling social?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Something like that," she answered, looking up from the stack of clothes shed been sorting through on her bed.

"Would seem that so are you."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Boredom," he explained, leaning against the frame of the door and waving a hand. "Sometimes, it can even affect me. Hold your shock."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy smirked, and shook her head. Because oh yes, she'd really thought he was immune to that. Of course.

"And here I'd assumed you were an expert at making your own entertainment. Gave you too much credit."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I can make my own entertainment," he retorted mildly. "But why should I do that when I can find other people to entertain me ever so thoroughly?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"This mean you expect me to just drop everything and be entertaining for you?" she asked. "I feel so used."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Yep, that's what I want," he said, pushing off the door frame and wandering inside. "So, come on, get to it."

He didn't expect her to actually do it or anything. It was just fun to try.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Wasn't going to get anything for the moment, either. "Fucking demanding when you want to be, aren't you?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I am," he said, making no apologies. "There a reason I shouldn't be? I like getting what I want."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Mm. Unfortunately for you, I don't always follow orders."

Because Effy had an annoying mind of her own when it came to these things.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Mmm, you should follow this one," he said, just deciding to make himself comfortable on her bed. She could do it to his bed, he could do it to hers. "Or do I have to make you follow that order?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"You haven't given me a decent reason to yet," she pointed out, kicking her bag under her desk, something to be finished later, and wandered over to look down at him.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"There's gotta be a reason to give orders?" he wondered, leaning back on his hands and looking up at her. "Usually an order means compliance without needing a reason."

Such a bullshitter.

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

"Going somewhere?" Edward asked from his side of the room. He'd not been able to look her directly in the eye since she was a kitty.

Those eyes of hers... the things she must have seen...

It was not his fault he'd not realized the kitty was his roommate!

It made him blush!

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Just for a few days," she replied, smirking a little at the avoidance. "Parents are starting to worry they'll never see me again if they don't remind me they still exist."

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

"Ah, parents."

SIGH.

"You miss them?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes," she allowed. Sometimes, she was also damn glad to be across the Atlantic from them. "They are my family." Which meant she had to love them, even if they were both fucking dumb sometimes. Hard ass as she pretended to be, she still cared.

"Doing anything for your break?" she asked.

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

There was a slight nod from Edward as he shifted on his bed to lounge comfortably. He thought he could understand the missing of one's family.

"I don't know. I've not thought beyond this moment."

It was true.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Got a whole week free," she reminded him. "Should at least figure out something to spend all that time doing."

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

"Do you have any suggestions?" he asked, curious.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Don't know we've really got the same idea of a good time," she said, and grinned a little.

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

He looked mildly confused for a moment.

Oh.

"OH! Yes! No! I mean you are correct!"

Er.

"That is I am certain your good time is just as good as my good time?"

He was not putting her good time down. Certainly it was just a matter of looks and foul language that made the difference between the two. Right?

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy raised her eyebrows slightly. "Unless you're a big partier, and I just didn't know it?"

"Do know a few places on the mainland I could recommend."

[defeats-buses.livejournal.com]

Let him think about that.

One, two...

"I do enjoy a party or two."

Effy wouldn't steer him wrong, would she?

Of course she wouldn't! He was her roommate, ah-hah!

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Of course she wouldn't'.

It was just that their ideas of a good party might differ ever so slightly... How was she to know.

"Sure I could think of a place to send you," she said, grinning. "Maybe take that girl of yours out, or something."