Outside Pixie Stix Cabin [Saturday, Late Morning]

[comeoutwrong]

There was something Effy liked about staying up all night. Seeing the day start from what still felt, to her, like the closing of another one. The strangest things appealed to her, and could easily occupy her thoughts like that. For hours, sometimes.

It was possible... (okay, yes probable) that Effy hadn't bothered to sober up, and she was still slightly drunk from her night out. It put her in a lighter, if odder, mood than usual.

Half-drunk or not, it was still around about breakfast time, and after making her toast in the cabin, she took it outside to eat on the steps. Hangover hadn't yet hit, and she was warding it off as long as possible. Until it did, she was going to enjoy the sun.

[[Front porch, so ofc open. I was meaning to press post when it was actually still morning, and... yeah.]]

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[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"I'll try to prepare myself for the worst," she assured him, slanting a look back at him. Didn't really need to ask why he thought it would get rarer. "Just in case."

"Not at all, gotta be better than faking it."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"You'd be disappointed if I tried faking it with you?" he asked, amused. "Guess I shouldn't try to fake an orgasm, then."

That was mostly a joke, mostly aimed at batting away that tension and mostly fake because...he didn't fake things like that.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy snickered quietly. "Think I'd notice." Liked to believe she paid more attention than to skip over something like that.

"Stick with the brutal honesty." He was good at that.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't wanna hurt your delicate feelings," he teased, leaning over to press a kiss against her temple. "Then you'd get all weepy and girly and I wouldn't know what to do."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Right. Few words from you and I'm sure I'd be inconsolable. For weeks."

It was said with sarcasm and a roll of her eyes, but he was one of those select people who could actually hurt her. Probably wouldn't even take much more than simple words for him to do it.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex smiled again, letting her see it genuinely for a few moments. "I'll do my best to not let you get that way. Not that much of a prick."

Sometimes he was. Here, he'd actually try not to be.

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

"Nah," she teased lightly, rubbing her hand across his shoulder. "Fuzzy like a teddy bear."

"Won't tell anyone."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, please don't," he said and rolled his eyes. "If anyone knew I let you call me that, I'd be fucking ruined."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Effy smirked, and made a zipping motion across her lips. Good secret keeper here.

"Plan isn't to ruin your rep." Amusing as his reaction could be when she decided to tell him he was cute. "Not that much of a bitch."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Appreciated," he said, nodding. "If you tried to ruin mine, I'd have to ruin yours and that'd just be unfun."

[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

Don't think she didn't notice how she got a 'tried to' in front of hers where he assumed he'd obviously break hers, no trouble at all. She did.

Kept her observation to herself, at least.

"like our ceasefire," she decided after a second, leaning back in against him. "How diplomatic of us." Something they never usually were. It was impressive.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Maybe school's good for something after all," he said, smiling down at her again. "Guess that means I'll stick around for awhile longer. See what else I can learn."