She was in a really, really – really good mood. She woke up late, she drank so much coffee she could feel her heart bumping like crazy and it was just one of those days. The days when even Elliot fucking Joyce could produce a smile on her hace. What a great day. She got dressed pretty quickly, pushing her hair up to a very badly handled bun, wrapping herself into the warmest jacket she had – and then she went out to buy a pack of cigarettes, since she only had a few left. There was a shop just around the corner from the complex of flats, which was great and very handy.

When she came through the fron door, she almost stumbbled upon Jean, who was.. all too much alike her for her not to be happy to see him. Their relationship was fun, always kinda fiery; it was as if everytime they got bored, they started throwing bad shit into each other's faces and that was just what kept the friendship interesting. »Hey, asshole,« she greeted her with a warm, very unusual smile on her face as she skipped those few steps below the entrance and ended up by his side. »Wanna walk me to the shop? I'm out of cigarettes,« she explained, not really interested in whether he had any other plans. If he did, he'll just tell her no – and that's that.

this is for elliot :3

jean get used of cold weather, snow and short days in finland- he felt like he was born here and started to be pretty much usual for him that at four o`clock was already dark outside. he didn`t had any problems with extra clothes on himself and it was actually way more exciting to be surrounded with snow then being surrounded with old, boring buildings, like he was back home in brussels. most of the kids already felt homesick but not him, he felt safer than ever and he was actually thinking to stay. he knew that dad and charlotte moved and that his birth house was waiting on him, but still was the same country and same town, which could mean only one thing- his dad having him only minutes of driving away. being in other country meant hours of flying and that sounded way more enjoyable.

“ you seem to be in good mood, “ he said after elliot almost bumped into him offering an option that the night can turn from being boring to fun. it could also possibly mean that they are going to threw shit into each other`s once again, but jean didn`t mind, he was used of having his relationship with her like that and he was always in the right mood to find right words for her, just like she had for him. “ I don`t have anything else to do, “ he said and turned away from doors he wanted enter through. now that he got himself a company there was no need to lock himself up in the room. “ are you just happy to see me or is there something behind your smile ? “ he had to ask from curiosity.

She smiled at him with a sense of true happines behind it, and she shrugged her shoulders since she quite honestly had no idea where it was all coming from. The energy, the laughter that she felt would burst out of her at any moment, everything was just.. where it needed to be. It was a really spectacular fucking day. »Okay, great,« she nodded with a gesture that was far too excessive for her, and then she made a few steps into the yard, making sure he'd follow. There was about four inches of snow outside, maybe even five, and the weather only made her feel that much better. The cold was good for her, it blended well with her personality.

»Naah, I don't know,« she honestly shrugged her shoulders when he asked what was up. »I slept in really late today and that was great,« she added with a sort of questionable intonation, although he obviously knew much less about her mood than she did. »I guess. I don't know, just seems like a good day, doesn't it?« She looked at him, to see whether he agreed with her or not. She just felt kind of bumpy today. Oh god, she was so up for doing something incredibly stupid. Little did she know that the opportunity was just a few steps away. As they kept on walking through the snow, she gazed at him again, realizing she should probably return the favour, so she asked, »and how are you doing?«

this is for elliot :3

“ oh, just that ? I was hoping for some more spicy details on your happiness, “ he sighed and looked down to the floor with half smile on his lips that were pale just like snow around them. “ you boring, “ he continued in childish tone and someone would probably assume that he didn`t got his favorite toy or chocolate and not that he was talking with an adult person and that he was one too. “ it`s day like others. at least for me, “ jean replied and refuted her argument. maybe the day was great for her but jean couldn`t exposed nothing special so that it would be great day. he woke up slightly late and missed his first class and then he just moved around school and when he finally managed to get home he didn`t have much to do and because of that reason he went out and met her now.

“ fine, “ he once again answered on her question and looked in front of him on the snowy road while two of them were walking towards the shop. “ but much better since you bumped into me. I was bored and went out and then you showed up, “ he continued to talk just to fill quiet area around them. knowing elliot he knew that she is going to find something crazy and stupid to do and drag him into some kind of unpleasantly situation and quiet surroundings is not going to be his only problem. he putted his hands into pockets of his jeans to warm them up just a little bit but the trick wasn`t helpful at all; he really did have to start wearing gloves.

She smiled and shrugged it off; even if she had a deeper reason, odds were she wouldn't tell him anyway. Yes, she was different around him and she did have a sort-of friendship with him, but at the same time they still simply weren't close enough for her to trust him that much. Now she at least didn't need to lie to him – she really had no reason for her happiness, it was just a rare kind of day. »Alright,« she shrugged again, smiling at him; ah, he was a great guy. He was fun company. He was much alike her – that was the reason they were so good together; none of them actually gave a shit. They were both floating through life on a whole different level.

»Are you planning to go anywhere tonight?« She actually wasn't – perhaps she'd open that bottle of rose she still had in her room, perhaps that would be a fun way to spend the night. They were now around the corner, in front of the shop and her eyes met the billboard on the wall; a poster was hanging there, no doubt another stupid event of the university. But it caught her attention and she took an additional step; she quickly read the taglines and she smiled widely. »Did you know about this?« she required, pointing to the poster titled 'sadie hawkins dance'.

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“ no, “ he answered with questionable gaze directed towards elliot, “ are you taking me somewhere ? “ he could sense that she had something in her mind or at least she was planning to have. he was prepared to accept any kind of preposition because everything was way better then lonely lying in the room. instead of turning in the shop elliot stopped and focused her eyes on billboard poster hanging on the wall.

after her question, a little bit uninterested, he managed to took few steps forward to take a closer look on the paper inviting on sadie hawking dance. “ yeah I knew, “ he said because he saw poster hanging on bulletin board at his apartment but he wasn`t all that interested at all. “ why ? don`t tell me that you are actually plan on going, “ he spoke after few seconds when he noticed that she wasn`t making jokes on stupid school dance as usually. she was looking on the poster and smiling. that was new. elliot was a lot like him and neither one of them wasn`t typically impressed on school organization. they liked their own parties and own themes.  “ and it`s valentine`s dance. as far I know you don`t have a boyfriend. who are you going to take with you ? “ he mocked her with his arms crossed now.

»Well,« she shrugged her shoulders a tiny bit, her eyes finding his again, »No. But if you want to, you can stop by my room later. We can get insanely drunk and make my roommates terrified of us?« Seemed like a legit plan – she never really spoke much to her flatmates, she was actually happiest when she didn't even know they existed, but she had no doubt they had the same impression of them as the rest of the world. She was the crazy psycho bitch, the one that hated the world and the one the world hated in return. She didn't really give too much thought to it, but it was kind of amusing to see people back off and let her go first in different social occasions, simply because they didn't want any unnecessary drama. And Elliot would sure as hell cause it, if only to make her day a bit more fun.

»How the fuck am I always the last one to know about things like this?« She frowned a bit, not that she was actually sad about it – she knew why it was that she never knew about such social occasions, it was because people assumed she wouldn't be interested in it. And she probably wouldn't be interested in this valentine's day bullshit either if she wasn't in a terribly good mood today. She didn't take her eyes off the poster as he spoke, she was thinking about how she was going to go. And cause some havoc while she's at it. »Well..« His words confused her a little, then she turned to face him and said something that didn't really need confirmation from his side. »I'll take you. It's gonna be great, we'll get drunk as shit and throw up all over the pretty valentine's day decorations. I'll make out with someone's boyfriend and you can do vice versa.«

this is for elliot :3

“ I will bring something with me then, “ he said yes and smiled observing her look. it was a legit plan- them getting drunk and annoying others with their tipsy behavior. they were quite of a duo when they were together and seeing world in new dimension with everything doubled. there was no faking and making each other˙s better and all other emotional crap he was used from other`s. they get on well when they were at their worst. if that made any sense however.

“ well, until today I didn`t know that you are interested in things like that, “ he said and shrugged his arms. he had no idea that elliot cared about school party`s. if he would know he would probably already told her about it. neither did he paid to much attention on stupid posters hanging on billboards. if jean wanted a party he didn`t wait on school to organize it but he did It on his own in local pub. he had whole room for himself and he could get legally drunk surrounded with people he wanted to be. “ you are going to take me ? that sounds like an order not an invitation, “ he joked and played her game not knowing how serious she was. jean took step towards the billboards and flied over the poster and pointed out with his fingers on part he was looking for, “ here says that girls have to ask guys out. you didn`t ask. you ordered. see elliot- you are not following the rules. “ if she wanted to go he would gladly join her but it wasn`t his style but since she was there he could smell fun while mocking couples.

»I've still got some gin back at the flat.« It was funny how she couldn't get used to calling it 'home' – since it was, she had been living there non-stop for the last two and a half years. It was as if she had no home; she was more like a stray dog, a leaf in the wind. »Like half a bottle.« She adored gin. »I mean, we can pick up some in the shop, anyway.« Seemed like a solid plan, and it would save them the extra walk, if they wanted to buy something. God, she didn't even think about it before, but now she was really glad she had thought of it. she wasn't lazy or anything, she just hated visiting the same places over and over in one day.

»Well, I'm not,« she negated quickly, just to keep things straight. She wasn't really interested, she wasn't like those little girlies who loved to get puffed up and look like dolls in expensive dresses, waiting for a prince charming to take them to the dance floor – she was a rebel, the only reason she'd ever be interested in something like this would be, of course, to cause unneeded drama and chaos. »That's because it is.« It was an order. She wanted him to escort her, she wouldn't have as much fun if she went herself. Well, actually, she probably wouldn't go if he wouldn't accompany her. »Oh god, aren't you observant,« she rolled her eyes; he was just poking her, he wanted to see how much she would downgrade herself to get him to come with him. It was the game, it was their game, and she was used to it. she'd give him the win this time, as she turned to him, faked a large smile and said, »So.. Jean, would you like to accompany me to the dance? So that we can cause shit and have fun and make people pissed?« The last part she simply had to add – just so it was plain she didn't have the intention to behave like other girly girls who'd go to this swanstorm party.

this is for elliot :3

jean wasn`t all that picky when it comes to the alcohol. he just didn`t like to mix things all that much or having some namby-pamby tryouts of drinks. gin was totally fine for him. the only wrong thing was half of bottle that was just not so much for them judging on his high level. “ not can, we have to, “ he corrected her and smiled, not sure if that was an actual first smile of the hard and stupid day he had.  

“ you are confusing me right now, “ he said and she could notice his baffled expression. her reaction was way close to excitement but her words were denying it. it was pretty hard to catch up with what she had in her mind. no matter how much he tried he couldn`t picture her on dance like that in some killer high heels and tight dress hanging around some boys neck and celebrating valentine`s day in all her happiness. “ rules are rules. girls ask guys. it`s not like I came up with this one, “ he said while shrugging his shoulder. the rule was the only fun part of the whole poster and party. girls asking guys out- definitely nice vice versa of events. “ it would be my pleasure, my lady, “ he said and nodded with the grin on his face which he could not resist. maybe the whole going to the party wasn`t all that bad of an idea if he had her around to mock and just piss of everyone. jean made few steps towards the doors of the shop and opened them gently letting her go first : “ after you. “ they had few things to buy before they start to enjoy the night ahead of them.

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