[A little less than two minutes later, Alex springs up onto the flat roof as easily as jumping over a puddle, silent until he lands. He's been out and about for a while and is wearing about six beaded necklaces to show for it, under a worn leather coat he more or less stole from his father when he was young enough for it to be cute.
He grins when he sees her, taking a moment just to admire her in the moonlight. She just shines.]
[It's quick enough that Saxsice doesn't really hear or otherwise sense him -- which is strange, for her, she's usually much more attuned to things like this. She turns, gasping and wheezing a little, stubbing out the cheap cigarette she'd been smoking.]
Oh -- fuck, hi. Uh, gesundheit. Whatever -- [She waves a vague hand at Alex, huffing out a laugh.] That sound, uh. Was.
I should teach you some French so you know when I'm being extra romantic.
[His grin doesn't fade as he comes over and plops himself down at her side, stretching his long limbs out on the rooftop like a cat soaking up sun, in spite of the dark sky. There he tilts his head back and looks up at her with a fondness that never really fades when he's in her presence.]
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ladder's leaning against the dumpster if u need it.
ty ty <3
He grins when he sees her, taking a moment just to admire her in the moonlight. She just shines.]
Bonsoir, mon étoile déchue. You look so pretty.
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Oh -- fuck, hi. Uh, gesundheit. Whatever -- [She waves a vague hand at Alex, huffing out a laugh.] That sound, uh. Was.
if it's okay a million years later
[His grin doesn't fade as he comes over and plops himself down at her side, stretching his long limbs out on the rooftop like a cat soaking up sun, in spite of the dark sky. There he tilts his head back and looks up at her with a fondness that never really fades when he's in her presence.]
How's the bar treating you tonight?