Between A Parked Spaceship And A Woodworking Station On The MCA Roof | Thursday Evening

[hatesmostthings]

It had occured to April this morning that she'd never actually been to the roof of her apartment building. Of course, "morning" for April on a day that she didn't have to work was, like, two o'clock, so it didn't really take her all that long before she actually made good on it.

By the time she made it up there, the sun was setting, and she had dinner in the sense that a pizza she'd bought on Sunday had been living in her fridge for the past half a week, so she figured she might as well bring what was left of it up to the roof (still in the pizza box, of course -- who bothered with plates?) and work on it there. The spaceship(s) and woodworking station meant there wasn't a lot of room, but if she hung out by the ledge and used that for a table, she was fine.

Huh. This was kinda nice.

[[open roof! this is because my paid trial runs out tomorrow morning and i felt wasteful. ALSO, because cataclysmicluck, that's why.]]

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[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"Or just listen to how the people who work there never shut up," April countered. "They all read his stupid poems. It's gross."

[cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com]

"He writes poems?" Zayne asked. "I take it you don't think much of them."

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"He compared her ass to a toaster."

Actually, April had contributed that line...

[cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com]

"Maybe it was a really nice toaster," Zayne offered.

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"He didn't specify."

[cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com]

"I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt that it was weird, but well-meaning," Zayne said.

He didn't know April wrote it, okay?

[hatesmoststuff.livejournal.com]

"Or her ass just sucks."

Charming, April.

[cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com]

"It's possible. But it's apparently what Tino's looking for, which is the important thing," Zayne countered.