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 Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:03 pm
Nita's hair was a mess, sticking sweatily to her face, despite being pulled back. She had been cleaning ever since she got back to her duplex and the place was pretty close to spotless. Even though the chemicals got to her head a bit, the smells were familiar. It was going to be clean.
She smelled the cigarette smoke before she heard the noise at the door. Turning off the dust-buster, Nita wiped her face and peered through the peep-hole. Alec.
"Yeah?" she said, opening the door slightly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:09 pm
"Mhm." Alec gestured with his head before removing the sandwich from his mouth and leaning against her doorjam. "Wha ye up teh?" It was obvious what she was doing, by the smell of the strong chemicals to the hum of cleaning equipment. It looks like she really didn't do anything but clean all day, though he asked just the same out of habit. She sorta looked worse than the last time though, from what he bothered to notice.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:16 pm
Nita waved into the room with the dustbuster. "Oh, just cleaning a bit. I borrowed stuff from the village center." She pushed her hair out of her face again, leaving a bit of a smudge on her forehead.
"Were you wanting to come in or something?" she asked after a moment.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:22 pm
"Don' mind if a' do!" The punk teen flashed a wry grin and waited for her to vacate the doorway so he could come in. He'd take off his boots closer to the door itself to save him the trouble of being bitched at for dirtying up the place. Truthfully, he couldn't really blame her either for it.
He considering making a comment about how shitty she looked, attributing it to her activity for the time being and letting the thought slide. "ow d'ye even dirteh this place so quickleh?" He snickered as he peered around at the foreign sight of cleanliness.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:28 pm
Nita moved away from the door and sank into a chair. She was feeling a bit dizzy again, and not entirely from the fumes. Her hands opened and closed a few times as if holding on to something invisible.
"Cleaning disturbs dust," she said by way of explanation. "But it all ends up much better than before." Indeed, despite Nita's rather bedraggled appearance, the duplex looked nice. She had just been finishing up with the vaccuuming when Alec knocked.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:32 pm
Alec moved farther into the room as he watched her sit down. "Ah." He commented shortly, only half-interested in her explainations for her insane need to keep things tidy. She'd probably have a heart attack if she ever stepped foot into his place.
Before he made himself comfortable by sitting down in a chair, he stopped half-way into the motion and produced another sandwich from the pocket of his shorts. "Sammich?" He offered it, somewhat curious as to why she looked particularly tired. The fact that she'd been doing physical labor eluded him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:38 pm
Nita looked up just in time to see Alec pull a sandwich from his pocket. Ew. She did notice that his clunky boots had been left by the door.
"Hm? Oh, no thanks, I'm fine," she said, turning down the offer. She managed not to make a rather disgusted face. A drink did sound like a good idea though. Nita stood slowly, bracing herself on the back of her chair, and went over to the fridge. "You want a soda though?" She pulled out a diet Coke and looked at Alec.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:42 pm
What Alec really wanted to do was look at her like she was an absolute alien, turning down a perfectly good sandwich. It was roast beef too, who could resist a roast beef sandwich?
"Ye sick o' somethin?" Deductive reasoning at it's best.
At the offer of the drink however, he was quick to oblige. "Sure." He nodded crinkling the wrapper for his spent snack and tossing it basketball-style into a nearby waste basket.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:50 pm
Nita grabbed the box of leftover stir-fry out of the fridge. Passing a soda to Alec on the way back to her chair, she thought about his question. Funny that she actually had to think about it.
"Sick?" she repeated slowly. "Maybe. I might be coming down with something; I can't tell..."
She ate a bit of the stir-fry, chewing carefully and sipping her soda. It definitely wasn't as good cold, but she'd found it was better cold than reheated.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 9:56 pm
He gladly accepted the drink with a nod of thanks, opening and letting the can rest on his knee. The teen wasn't sure if her answer was sufficient to satiate his curiousity or not, wanting to pry but not wanting to insult. Her boyfriend might've broken up with her or something, and he didn't wish to get involved in any of that nonsense. "So?" He added to the silence that was slowly creeping into the room. "Ye g'nneh chance a lil football wi' us?" He only assumed she'd been outside long enough to see the flier posted in the Village, uncaring if she was an actual sports fan or not. He considered it a sport easy enough that anyone could join in.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:03 pm
Nita had actually seen the flier just that morning, although she hadn't thought of participating. "I might go watch," she said. "I never liked soccer when I had to play it in gym class." Every year. From 6th through 10th grades.
She ended up ignoring most of the stir-fry but eating the bamboo shoots separately. They didn't get too mushy after being refridgerated.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:11 pm
Alec leaned back in his chair, balancing himself once and awhile with little hops that'd suspend him before thumping back down onto all four legs. "Yer a barrel o' laughs." He laughed himself, watching Nita pick at her food quietly, deciding to add another bit in. "Thas no fun. Ye g'nneh stay couped up n' 'ere all day?" God, and he thought his life was boring. Fresh air never killed anyone.
"Mehbeh ye need t'get mo' sun."
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:16 pm
Nita made an effort not to chide Alec for messing around with the chair. It would be his own fault if he fell on his head. At least the floor was clean. She raised her faded eyebrows at him, aware that she was being mocked.
"Actually, I spend a lot of time outside," she informed him mildly. "On the beach and in the jungle and stuff."
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:22 pm
Alec was almost disappointed at the reaction he'd received, finding his efforts to get a rise out of her to be fruitless. Anyone else would probably be somewhat insulted by now. The fact that she remained somewhat unfazed made him boreed. Of course, a bored teenager was never really good to have around to keep the peace.
"Ye righ'." He laughed sarcastically, his pointy teeth making his goofy smile look even more out of place against his features. He left it at that for the time being, rocking in the chair to gain momentum and to peak at what she was nibbling on.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 10:35 pm
Nita was a bit too spaced out to be insulted. She poked at the stir-fry, eventually nibbling at some of the other vegetables. "I do," she said, in what would have been an insistent tone if she actually felt like she cared about defending herself. "You could ask people, but I don't know why you seem to need me to be so lame."
She shrugged, staring into the depths of her soda can. Her head was hurting again. Or maybe it was "still." She couldn't remember.
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