Pixie Stix Cabin Roof [Sunday, Evening]

[pastmewrong]

Effy didn't know any dead people. Not well enough to get any visitors the last couple days, anyway, and for that she was grateful. Her live and kicking relatives were more than enough for her to deal with

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[fratboybitch]

Alex didn't know why he'd left his alcove and come outside where it was hot but he had. At least the sun was starting to set so the temperature was going down some.

Still, it wasn't dark enough that he couldn't spot someone familiar on one of the cabin roofs and he couldn't help but stopping.

"Cabin that shitty?" he called up to her, arms crossed.

[fratboybitch]

"I've climbed onto roofs before," he said, disappearing from her view so he could actually get up on the roof and stop hollering like he was some fucking movie cliche.

Once up there, he couldn't help stomping on the roof a few times to send a message to her cabinmates below before wandering over.

"Suspicious how?" he asked, rounding back to that question. "You some detective now?"

[pastmewrong]

"Can't you just see it? Me solving crime and upholding the law." She'd have to arrest herself several times over.

... No, definitely not her calling. "I just know you, she clarified. Didn't have to be a detective for that.

[fratboybitch]

"You think you do." He was just feeling petulant and edgy tonight. Of course he was going to try and argue with her. "You know what I let you know."

[pastmewrong]

"How are you so sure about that?" she threw back easily. He'd asked similar of her, she was just giving it back now.

[fratboybitch]

"You some sort of mind reader?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow. "If you're not, then you know what I let you know. If you are, we're gonna have some issues if you've kept that from me for this long."

[pastmewrong]

Because they were so completely issue-free anyway.

"Can't dig around in your brain. Don't worry." And in truth, she wouldn't really want it that way. Where was the challenge in knowing everything you wanted to? "Your deep dark secrets are safe."

For this rare occasion, she was sensible enough not to mention other ways she might be able to find things out about him. Not like she used any of them anyway.

[fratboybitch]

"So, what makes you think you know me, then?" Alex wondered, glancing at her. "Just your everlasting confidence? Could be failing you."

[pastmewrong]

Well, partly that. The confidence (or, at least the illusion of such) was always a factor.

"Didn't say I knew every little thing," she pointed out, leaning back on her hands. "Just that throwing around so many vague terms, makes me think you're avoiding admitting something." And so was she when the situation was reversed.

[fratboybitch]

"I've got nothing to admit," he said, shaking his head. "So, you're wrong there. Basing all your observations off semantics? That's a little weak, isn't it? I expected better."

[pastmewrong]

"So you don't remember me? At all." It seemed unlikely. That was simple logic. How often did people come down with amnesia in real life?

[fratboybitch]

"I didn't say that," Alex said, slanting a look at her. "How did we go from you only knowing what I let you know to me not knowing you? That's a fucking leap, right there. Might wanna pay attention."

[pastmewrong]

"That was the throwaway comment that started this stupid debate." Well, it was. And it seemed it was somehow irritating them both. How they managed that, she had no idea.

"Maybe you are more forgetful than I thought. My mistake."

[fratboybitch]

Honestly, Alex was having trouble remembering what started this whole thing. That tended to happen when he got lost in his own head and couldn't see past his issues.

"Maybe I am," he said, perfectly happy to get his hackles up and get irritated at her. He hadn't come looking for an argument but they seemed find the two of them lately. "Or maybe you're just forgettable."

[pastmewrong]

Effy sighed, rolling her eyes. "You come up here just to tell me that?" Invading her cabin roof solitude to be an ass. Nice.

[fratboybitch]

"I had a shit day. I wanted to see someone that didn't make me feel like shit," he said honestly. "If I wanted to start a fight, I'd go to the mainland and find a bar. Thinking highly of me still, I see."