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Valentine's Day Dance | Town Hall | Saturday Evening [8pm on]

As Desperation Day dances went, this was probably not the most tacky ever. Of course given that it was Desperation Day, so tacky really went with the territory.

There was glitter, oh, was there ever glitter in a multitude of sparkly colours. But even more so, it seemed that the decorators had taken the 'Hearts Afire' theme literally as large cut out hearts adorned the walls. Each with a tissue paper 'flame' bursting from the top of it. Streamers in all shades of pink twisted across the ceiling, forming almost a canopy. Which hopefully would not be literally set afire. The Fire Department would probably disapprove of that. Also a lot of people's dresses would be ruined.

Let's stay away from any literal fire, okay, guys?

[Up early for timezones. ~~Wait for the~~ OCD ~~or I will STAB YOU, OKAY?~~ is up! And thre'll be a second post up later if this one gets insanely large (well, hell, why even say 'if')]

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[It never said Friday. Rly.]

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It didn't take too long for Alex to wind his way over after chatting with Jack and Elena beforehand. Figured he'd save the best for last or something like that.

Besides, it wasn't like he hadn't seen her even while talking to other people. Hard to miss her in a dress like that.

"Hey," he said casually, leaning against the wall beside her. He wouldn't be giving away anything much for the moment. Difficult considering he did just want to look. "Having a good night?"

Effy may love her dark corners, but she didn't exactly make an effort to blend, even so.

"Not really my sort of party," she admitted, turning her head to look at him after a moment. If he was keeping it casual, so was she. "But it's looking up." The plans for after were her sort of plans.

"And yet you're here anyway," he pointed out, tucking his hands into his pockets and relaxing against the wall. "Just here to show off that dress of yours. It's nice."

And that was an understatement, if there ever was one. Still, he wasn't going to amend that statement.

"What's got your night looking up?" he wondered, trying not to smile too much. "Get some booze in you?"

[sorry about that late ping. i totally lost track of time. feel free to FTB this if you'd like!]

"A little." Of course. Amazing where she could stow a little bottle of vodka in a dress like that.

Wasn't why her night was looking up, but...

"Your evening?"

"It hasn't been too bad," Alex said, shrugging. "Got some compliments on how I look. Can't say I disagree. Haven't gotten any booze in me so I'm hoping you're gonna share."

Hey, he could slip that in and be hopeful. Everything was better if there was alcohol.

"Other than that, it's going," he said and shrugged again. "I feel like I walked into Pepto Bismol explosion and I'm never going to get the fucking glitter off my clothes."

"It is a bit... pink." Or a lot pink. Again, a reason this wasn't really her holiday of choice. That and all the cutesy declarations of love flying around.

"Glitter makes you look very cute," she added with a smirk. He must be hating that. "Might grow on you."

"I don't look fucking cute," he said, making a face and now trying to shake the damn glitter off the sleeves of his jacket. He'd had enough of his clothing infected with glitter. Didn't need anymore.

"And you never answered my question." He was not sticking to the topic of him looking cute. "If your stash doesn't have your night looking up, what does?"

He shifted, leaning a side against the wall now. "You're here for a reason." And yes, he wanted to hear it said.

"I am." Effy could bring out the honesty. Sometimes. He knew exactly what that reason was, anyway. "Here for you."

"Make you feel special?" she teased.

"Immensely," he said, unable not to grin a little at that. He wasn't made of stone and it wasn't a frequent thing to get some out and out honesty from her.

"So, you're here," he said, still sounding casual but actually looking at her with a little more purpose now. He couldn't ignore that dress and the way she looked in it for that long. "Got any plans now?"

He could be casual and fucking stubborn all at once.

Of course. Effy smirked suggestively, but said nothing as yet.

"Kind of made those plans together, didn't we?" Vague plans were still plans, and still fun. Might have something a little more specific up her... lack of sleeves, but-- It was never going to be easy to get it out of her ahead of time.

"We did," he confirmed, deciding to be honest about that. Any other night, he might have pulled the 'I don't remember that' charade but figured he could be different tonight.

"Haven't made plans with anyone else," he added, smiling a little. "Haven't wanted to. I dunno though, I could just stand here and watch you all night. Kind of good plans for me too."

"So you're... just going to watch then." That didn't sound much like him. Always pegged him for the interactive type, more than the observer.

"Maybe," he said noncommittally, shrugging and slouching more comfortably against the wall. He was pretty damn interactive and he preferred it over everything else but he could scrounge up some patience.

"Something else I should be doing?" he continued, raising an eyebrow. "I like watching when things are easy on my eyes."

Couldn't really argue that, and there was a twitch of a smile on her lips at that compliment. Effy loved to watch most of the time, so she could understand the enjoyment.

"No 'shoulds' about it," she said after a moment. "If that's all you want to do... Up to you, isn't it?"

"I could be doing worse tonight, I think. I've got a pretty decent imagination and there's lots to look at," he said, shrugging nonchalantly. He'd decided before even arriving that he was not going to be the one to give in to anything even if she was possibly more stubborn than he was.

"Who knows, maybe something will catch my attention if I wait around long enough," he said, glancing around at the crowd before looking back at her. "I can be patient."

"You can," she allowed, having seen him prove that particular point when she'd called him on it before. "But do you actually want to."

"Say you could be doing worse... Easy to aim higher." Which could probably be done simply by acting rather than watching.

Yeah, they were both fucking stubborn in their different ways.

"Weren't you the one that told me saying what I wanted was kind of childish?" he asked, deciding, yeah, he was gonna go there just to be a bastard. Wasn't like she didn't play games with him sometimes.

He smirked at her though, feeling pretty damn good at his way of vagueness tonight. He could up his game when it was called for.

"Maybe I'll go get drunk somewhere," he said idly. "Bar's always open somewhere."

There was that 'maybe' they threw onto so many things again. Could say a lot, tack a little uncertainty onto it, and leave it far more open to interpretation.

"Don't think you'd have asked me to be here, wear a nice dress... if you were going to fuck off and get pissed without me."

"What do you wanna do?" Alex asked, twisting the question around onto her. "You keep asking me but haven't really said anything about yourself besides the fact that you're here for me. That's awfully sweet--"

Oh, those fluffy words that she loved.

"-- but now what?"

Effy wrinkled her nose at the cutesy description, but didn't let it put her off too much, pushing away from the wall to move and stand in front of him.

"Thought you knew that," she said, stepping up close, but not touching him. They'd talked about it, after all. "Wanted me to get you leaving early."

"I did," he confirmed, paying her more than casual attention now. And decidedly keeping his hands to himself. "Unfortunately, you're not doing that good a job right now. We're still here."

"Barely started trying yet," she pointed out, smirking at him. "Wasn't expecting you to walk out without some kind of incentive." Probably a dirty incentive, because she did know how his mind worked.

"Weren't you pretty confident that you could just strut on over, give me a look and I'd be following you out like a whipped dog last time we talked?"

Of course, he was being purposefully more stubborn than usual so there was no way that was happening.

"I was pretty sure you thought I would walk out of here without any sort of incentive."

"That was your interpretation." Effy had been fairly sure he was stubborn enough not to just follow her around. "Not thinking it would take much, is not the same as thinking it'd take nothing."

"My interpretation seems to be right so far," he decided, shrugging. "I haven't gone anywhere and you don't seem to have game tonight."

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