|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:19 pm
She stepped to the side and motioned him in before shutting and locking the door behind her. Billy was still going through withdrawl, and she didn't really want to deal with him barging in her duplex. When she was close enough, she deftly stole his cigarette from him and took a drag before offering it back. Her smokes were definately better. "Glad to see you're no longer hungover." Antony grinned at her redundant statement, it was meant more as a tease than a literal comment.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:30 pm
Alec glanced around, shuffling in to her room once he realized he was welcomed in. He flinched when his cig was removed from his possession, fighting the urge to snatch it back until it was returned. Smirking, he peered over at her bed as if he was considering flopping down onto it. "Ye ye." He muttered amongst a chuckle, wondering when that joke would get old. "And how are ye?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:34 pm
Antony blinked at the question, but remembered he had been toilet bound when she had told him the first time. "Twenty-seven," she murmured, sitting down on her bed and patting the area next to her when she saw him eyeing it. It didn't take her long before she was rummaging through the nightstand drawer looking for her smokes and lighter.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:47 pm
Alec stared at her for a second and blinked, confused. "No no, how are ye feelin'?" He started to laugh despite himself. "Nice day, ye lookin nice sorta thing?" He flopped onto the bed next to her with a coy smile, unable to fathom the idea that his accent could possibly be misinterpretted. So much so that he was even starting to wonder if she'd ever been asked anything like that before.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 7:52 pm
"Ah," she chuckled softly, tails flicking behind her before she sat down and lit herself a smoke, "Must have misunderstood. I'm doing fine, just avoiding the rain for as long as possible." Her eyebrow cocked at his 'lookin nice' comment, not sure if she was hearing him wrong again or if it were an actual compliment. Instead of responding, she took a drag of her cig.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:04 pm
Alec nodded dumbly as if she'd said something insanely contemplative, though he did watch her intently as she moved to sit down taking particular notice to her choice of attire. "Thas good. Keepin' yeself busy?" He asked with intent to keep the conversation going. Awkward. He thought to himself, sucking on his own cigarette as he watched her retrieve one for herself.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:11 pm
The tattooed woman caught his gaze and where it had been directed too, and without being to obvious, Antony moved to cross her legs, giving him a clear shot of up said shorts. Watching men squirm was always amusing. "Busy enough," she said, "What have you been doing?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:20 pm
Alec tried to look nonchallant as he stared at the new "view", forgetting to answer the question altogether. It was a miracle he had heard her at all. "Huh?" He quickly glanced away, fidgetting with the laces on his clunky and apparently muddy boots. "Ah, nothin, nothin." He gave himself a moment to actually formulate a proper answer. "Sittin' 'round. Gettin' bored." He snickered lightly before remembering the note he'd seen on the caf door awhile ago. "Ye goin' t'th' beach parteh?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:26 pm
"Don't put those boots on my bed," she commented suddenly as she noticed the state in which his boots were in. Her lips were curved in a knowing smile, but she looked confused when he mentioned the beach party. "What party?" Apparently, she wasn't up to date on the island gossip.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:34 pm
He kicked his boots off quickly at her comment, sliding them towards the door with a swift nudge of his foot. "Sorreh." Now that his feet were free, he slid his rear back and propped his legs up more comfortably as he watched her mischevious smile that made him sort of jittery. "Note up on th' caf door. Says somethin' 'bout a parteh. Looks okey." He shrugged lightly, trying not to sound like he was excited about something she possibly wasn't. "Amaya says i' might be a prank 'r somethin' by th'staff. But a' know th'girl who wrote it, so yanno..." He scratched the back of his partially-bald head.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:46 pm
"No problem... It's just having sex in chunks of mud isn't exactly fun," she explained nochalantly, shifting so that she was mostly facing him. The party had her mildly interested, but she couldn't help but be skeptical. With the amount of people probably going, there was a high chance that all the guys she had slept with, wanted to sleep with, or was hoping to sleep with would be in the same general area. "I may make an appearance... Depending on who or what I'm doing that night."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:54 pm
Alec stared at her for a moment, stunned by her bluntness that he still wasn't quite used to yet. "Uh huh." He responded, the beginnings of a grin spreading across his clearly-embarassed face. What exactly did he expect? "'A migh' not go though." He mumbled off-handedly, trying to distract the conversation from sex. He was clearly uncomfortable enough already, in the best way possible.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 8:59 pm
"Why not?" She asked, a hand moving to lightly scratch her chest with her cigarette-less hand. After her eyes looked around the room, she finally made a sort of 'ah' noise, crawling and stretching over him so she could reach the ash tray. Her stomach brushed against him, but she pretended not to notice for now, returning to her previous position while setting the tray between them.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 9:08 pm
Alec was about to answer when she abruptly leaned over. "Well," He was doing alright until their bodies made slight contact, in which case he lost his line of thought once again. "Uh.." The punk teen made to clear his throat, propping his arm behind to lean back in a half-assed attempt to give her more room. "Well yanno, th'note said tha' music'ins should come n' all that, bu' a' d'now..." He tapped his cig on the edge of the tray, figuring she'd rather not enjoy cleaning up after him.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 9:24 pm
She had tried, but she was having a hard time keeping a smugly amused smile off her lips. Her eyes drifted downward to the 'offender' before sliding back up to the teen's face. "You have a problem," she murmured while snuffing out her cigarette, tilting her head and shifting closer as if she were going to kiss him. Instead, she just continued the conversation, "A drummer right? You must be good with your hands then."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
