Room 220 [Sunday, Early Afternoon]

[comeoutwrong]

Being small and kitty-shaped actually wasn't so bad, once you got used to it.

A week down the line, and Effy had apparently well settled into the feline way of life, staying up all night and happily napping well into the afternoon. Later she'd probably be pissed she'd missed a week in Hawaii, disgusted at some of the things she'd sniffed and/or eaten and probably spend a lot of time glaring at Alex for all the mockery she'd get.

... But right now, dozing in a tightly curled ball on Alex's bed, it didn't seem half bad. Really fucking nice, you might say. Give her a minute to realise the sudden lack of fur was making it a little colder than she'd like, and that opinion might change.

[[Room modded with permission, and for that guy whose bed it is. Or, hey, the roommate too should he be about.]]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Welcome back to the land of humanity!" Alex declared, already laughing. "I guess that means all the tuna I bought won't be needed, huh?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy twisted her mouth in an expression of distaste and folded her arms around herself (it didn't make her feel any warmer at all). Obviously she'd had a little too much of that over the last week or so. It suddenly didn't seem as attractive...

"Might happen to you next time," she warned, casting a look around for a shirt to commandeer. She'd mock him just the same if it ever happened, but that wouldn't stop her from shooting him a dirty look for laughing at her today. "You should probably keep it around."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"It might but it might not," he said, sticking his cigarette between his lips and heading to his closet. He pulled out a fairly thick sweatshirt with the words UNIVERSITY OF IOWA plastered on the front.

"I'm almost hesitant to give this to you because it means no more naked," he said and frowned at her. "That's a sad, sad thing for me."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"It's fucking cold. Your own fault for keeping your windows open." It was all very considerate and all (blah blah secondhand smoke inhalation) but bloody freezing.

So right now, no she would not turn that down, and unwrapped herself to stretch a hand out. "That worried you wont see it again?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Not worried," he said, letting her have the sweatshirt before dropping down to sit next to her. "It's not that cold outside. You're just made of skin and bones so even hot summer days make you cold."

And since he was feeling polite, he waited till she got his sweatshirt on before passing her the cigarette if she wanted it.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy shrugged his jumper on, tugging it tightly around her shoulders before she finally got to snag the cigarette he was offering.

"Being no clothes kind of has that effect too." Naked, open window and February was always going to be a combination that led to at least a little shivering. Got used to having her own layers. Fur had its benefits.

"... How long?" she asked after a few moments. Time wasn't something she'd been keeping track of.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Over a week," he said, reaching to rub her back to get some of that warmth back into her. "You missed Spring Break. Everyone went to Hawaii. You and I, we chilled here."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, I bet that was exciting," she said, with obvious false enthusiasm. Her apathy just shone through, whatever she did or said. "Surprised you haven't gone all stir crazy with just me to talk at."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex rolled his eyes and went to pluck the cigarette back from her. "Turning back into a human made you a little bitchy, didn't it?"

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy pulled another face and briefly buried her face into the neck of his jumper. "Missed my week of freedom," she pointed out. "You'd be pissed too."

Could've had a week in Hawaii, or even a week here with him as a human would've been pretty sweet. She'd wasted it sleeping, purring and begging for tuna.

"I had plans." Not major lifechanging plans. But whatever. Plans.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"What plans?" Alex asked curiously. "You spent all week asleep and relaxing. Sure, you were a cat but come on, it wasn't like you were working your ass off somewhere or being subjected to your parents."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy shrugged idly and offered him his fag back. "Go out, do things, drink and enjoy myself." What else was Spring break for? "Maybe get a tan." Or she'd have tried, anyway.

She'd never claimed her plans were groundbreaking or anything, but they were hers, and would've been fucking brilliant, thanks.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Well, nothing you can do about it now," Alex said, shrugging. "You didn't put me out or anything. I had to stick around here in case shit went down with my mom so I was happy to have someone around, cat shaped or not. We can go out and get fucked up tonight, if you want. Break's not over yet."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Mmm." That was something, at least. One way to kick her herself back into a human mindset, stop her from wanting to curl up and eat tuna. That just wasn't normal.

"Might've considered staying if I'd known," she told him. Even if she'd been human. Would've been more interesting as herself, she was sure.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't have wanted you to stay just to keep me company," Alex said, shaking his head. "I knew I had to stay since things are tricky over there now but there's no need for you to be bored too."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Thought you'd have more faith in your entertainment abilities. Not so boring when there's someone whose conversational peak is purring to demand food." Being here wouldn't have stopped them going to the mainland or something. Better than sitting around staring at the walls.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I wasn't the best of company this week," Alex said, shrugging. "Why would I want someone to sit around with me, being bored and dealing with me when I was more pissy than usual? I wasn't up to entertainment."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Doesn't really matter. Had me anyway." But not in the sort of form where they could bitch at each other, which was probably for the best.

"Sure I was a delight. Only sort of remember it," she admitted. "Details are a little... fuzzy."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Would you quit acting like you need to apologize for being a fucking cat?" Alex asked, rolling his eyes. "Chill. It wasn't a big deal even if you didn't talk to me and just ate tuna. I didn't mind."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy silently tucked her legs up under his sweater and hugged her arms around them. Not all that good at relying on other people, or being looked after, so yeah, maybe she was a little weird.

"Right," she said eventually. "Well. Thanks anyway." Not starving as a cat was something she kind of liked. Should probably thank him for that, and prove she wasn't entirely ungrateful.

"Anything actually happen?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Happen here?" Alex shook his head a few times. "Not a damn thing. I think there were many five people here total so it was quiet. I watched a lot of movies and played some games and read some books. Totally thrilling."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Kind of anticlimactic for a last spring break of high school.

"Guess you didn't miss me me at all then," Effy figured with a twitch of a smirk "I'll try not to cry myself to sleep over it."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I didn't miss you because you were here with me most of the time but I did miss your human characteristics," Alex corrected, leaning over to try and catch a kiss from her. "Welcome back, Effy. I miss this version of you."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy'd missed this version of herself too. At the time she hadn't really given it much thought, but when he presented her with the opportunity to remind herself... it had been missed.

Fingers, actually, were one of the best to have back. So she lifted her hands to feel a little of his skin under her fingertips as he kissed her.

"Better."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Flatterer," he said and gave the sleeve of the sweatshirt she was wearing a light tug. "You look really good in my clothes, you know. Comfortable?"