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i looped margaritaville the whole time i was editing this if you care to know
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Wind whips across the plex rooftop, near the corner two forms huddle near each other…but not too close.
It had been… one of the ‘bad’ days. While not as common anymore, they still happened, remains of cigarettes litter the concrete yet to be picked up. The railing in front of them has become scorched black from weeks of snuffing the flames in the same spot over and over and over an-
Marlowe reaches into her pocket to pull her lighter back out; one more and she would go back in. Fabric rustles as she digs; quietly damming the pockets for being so deep and actually usable.
After a few more moments the tip of her fingers graze across the object and she hastily pulls it out only to fumble and watch in dismay as it slides across the ground.
“You’ve got to b-”
“i'll get it……” a second voice warbles in; bells jingle as Moon takes a few strides over to the lighter, bending down to pick it up.
Marlowe watches as he… sort of…moves to pick it up off the ground only to cock her head in confusion as he just- stands there, arm limply dangling in its general direction.
He tries again, huffing out some sort of noise of aggravation.
Nothing.
She awkwardly trails behind him, bending over to pick it up herself.
“Are you ….uh…playing a game or…” She questions eyes trailing across the offending appendage.
“no….” Moon shifts awkwardly, grabbing at his arm with the working one and shaking it. “somethings wrong—” He hums out shifting a little uncomfortably. “can you look now…it feels weird.”
She squints for a second- “Here? On the roof?”
He nods.
“If you simply can’t wait the ten minutes it would take to get down to P&S then- alright come here.” She gestures vaguely to their cobbled together sitting area already walking towards it; lighter back in hand.
It doesn't take long before a trail of smoke passes him as he follows behind her.
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Moon had always wondered about what was so appealing about those. He squints at her back; maybe hoping some form of his dissatisfaction would make it through to her brain somehow. What could possibly be so fun about intentionally dirtying your internals.
Sure it was aesthetically appealing; he could admit to himself the way the slight glow of the flame bounced off her face sometimes was…nice- or how the moonlight ever so softly framed the smoke as it left her lips.
Maybe he had even wondered maybe once or twice what it would feel like to have it snuffed out on him like in a movie he had seen once during staff movie night he snuck into.
He clutches his limp arm hard- stopping that train of thought; hardly an appropriate way to think of his…friend…???…coworker…manager... technician thing.
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“Sit.” She lazily pats the spot next to her and starts unlatching tools from her belt with her free hand and laying them out in front of her.
Moon makes himself comfy laying on the ground next to her. It's not long before she maneuvers his arm across her legs to get a better view of what she's doing. She works quickly on both him and the lit cigarette in her hand, it's about half way gone by the time she has his arm opened up.
“Here it is…” She points at something he can't quite see from where he is. “Your soldering came undone here; I can fix it back downstairs…let me close you back up and we ca-”
“just use your cigarette.”
“What.”
“huh.”
She gazes down at him; a few emotions cross her face, bewilderment, shock, embarrassment even for a split second. Then she settles back into somewhat of a semblance of her resting face.
“I- Moon that's not-” She fumbles for words for a second. “That wouldn’t work.”
Double down. Double down. Double down. She's going to think you're weird. KNOW you're weird. Double down. PLAY IT OFF!!!!ANYTHING!!
“youuuu…..need to snuff it anyways- might as well try.” Moon warbles out; trying to put up some kind of facade.
“I….” Her jaw slacks for a moment; unsure of what to even say. “Ok. Sure. Why. Not.” Her voice is a little higher than usual as she strains the last part out.
For science. It’s for science. Science she- already knows is impossible because a cigarette is nowhere near as hot as a soldering gun and quite frankly its stupid to even try but; whats the harm in experimenting.
Hes asking for it anyways.
She quickly pulls another drag off the cigarette holding it just out of sight so he can’t see the slight shake to her hand.
Christ.
"Ok- brace yourself. I guess.” She grits out before setting the loose wire back in place and pushing the end of her cigarette against the connecting sections.
Nothing happens obviously; aside from Moon letting out some sort of…unidentifiable noise she's never heard before. Something between a whimper and a cry.
…
Probably from not having any of the sensors in his arm turned off for this.
Surely.
A noise of pain. Definitely.
For. Sure.
Neither of them say anything as she discards the snuffed end somewhere across the pavement; working quickly to half-ass close his arm back up enough to walk down to P&S without anything falling out.
The next hour follows suit- and the rest of the shift- and the next two shifts.
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