Cigarettes&&Lies [Isaac]

[monroe]

Monroe was in a bit of a shallow pit, she needed her nicotine, but was somehow supposed to find some guy named Isaac and meet him up on the roof top. "What a waste of my fucking time" She growled, her deep Russian accent mangling her words a bit.

She soon made her way to the rooftop, sort of sitting there by herself, wondering if she should simply wait here or if she should yell and scream, throw things and get sent into solitary like she almost did this morning. "Fucking waste!"

She yelled, kicking a box over and swearing in Russian, probably making a big scene of herself but this was serious, she needed a cigarette, and badly too, gently sitting down on an old milk crate after her outburst and rested her chin in her hands, sighing softly "Need a cigarette..."

Eventually, her patience wore thing and she went down to Isaac's worm room, hoping he was there at least she she could get her smokes. He rapped her fist loudly against the door, standing back and crossing her arms, looking pissed off.

Outfit: Clicky!

[isaac mason brexton]

It was dark out but usually that didn't bother Isaac one bit. He was used to venturing out at all hours to find something entertaining to do or at least to keep him occupied. Usually his favorite haunt was the sports field. Something about it appealed to him and lately with more recent events the place was even more appealing, not that Isaac would ever share the details behind why this was.

Tonight was different though. He had to get enough sleep. Why? Because tomorrow was a Tuesday and that meant the very first class of the day was Luis' law class. Usually Isaac would skip it but he had promised not to. Promise, it sounded ridiculous to him, it wasn't the sort of person he was. Usually Isaac didn't care too much about other people, himself or even his future but lately things were different and he was about as nice as he had ever been which was just plain abnormal.

Getting online, Isaac decided a quick look at who was still up would be alright if he didn't stay too long. He had to be up early and this was just something to keep him occupied for a bit. Fortunately it ended with a bit of a potential to make some money. A girl was after a pack of cigarettes and being the nice guy that he was.. Well, alright so he wasn't always nice, he offered to sell her some.

Being 18 made them a hell of a lot easier to get his hands on but sneaking them in wasn't quite as simple. If he was only buying a pack or two, they wouldn't care but Isaac liked to keep stocked up and the school was worried about it being sold or given to other students. It was all very annoying but it was hardly a problem for Isaac.

Sitting at his desk with a cigarette and an open window, Isaac took another long drag of it before switching his computer off. Hearing the knock on the door, he smirked, that's probably her now, he thought.

Getting up he moved to the door and opened it as he pulled the cigarette to his lips once again. It was good, especially when you were already hooked on them. Standing there Isaac only had a pair of loose jeans that barely hung on him and no shirt. He wasn't a fan of clothes in the privacy of his own room but with a new room mate, jeans at least were necessary. "Well someone doesn't look too happy today," the British teen said, stepping a side to let her in before moving to the drawer to grab a pack of cigarettes.

"Only got Marlboro's but like I said a tenner won't do," he told her. $30 for two packs was the standard rate so $15 was what you'd want despite it not actually costing that much. The extra money was more for the effort of getting them and bring them in. Things generally cost more when there was hard to come by.

[monroe]

Monroe listened to his accent carefully studying it as she stepped inside the dorm, muttering a few more curse words "I am not, I almost got sent to that solitary confinement place today, apparently I don't play nice with others" She murmured, picking at her spiked cuff bracelet "What a bunch of bullshit that is" Noting the fact that Isaac looked similar to Sid Vicious, and made a point to tell him later, but at that moment she really wanted something, and it was the only ting her mind could focus on.

"Aww, that's too bad" Monroe murmured, looking up at him like a little girl would to her father if she really wanted something "Please?" She asked, batting her eyelashes a bit, giving her best try with the whole 'innocent look' then the 'puppy-dog eyes' and she looked at him like this for a bit, hoping against hope it would be a yes, and that he'd give her her cigarettes. That would probably make her the happiest girl on the planet "Please Isaac?" She murmured, her hands behind her back.

[isaac mason brexton]

She was Russian, that's nice, his dad's mum was Russian. Russian's were usually alright people and Isaac certainly had nothing against them. He did laugh though when she mentioned solitary confinement.

"Yeah Iso's not that much fun, I was in for about a day.. Not very long but it was my first day here and all.. Punch a staff member, they weren't too pleased about that," he told her. Everyone gets in there at least once.. Except the good little kiddies who liked to play nice and follow the rules. Isaac decided he couldn't really say anything about them.

Isaac nodded when she said it was too bad. It was, it really, really was. Too bad he wasn't about to budge though. It wasn't in him to be overly generous with money he didn't really have much off.. Except when Sterling came to steal a bit of alcohol but then she was always good entertainment to keep around. The girl thought she could get away with anything and Isaac did let her to a point, often just telling her to 'take it back' if she said anything he didn't like.

Then came the please and Isaac's shoulder dropped slightly. She was going to do this. Damn these girls and they're begging. How was he not immune to this? How! And then it happened again. He let his head fall back in slight annoyance, though it was more like giving up.

"Fine!" he said, taking the $10 from her hand and immediately swapping it with the pack of cigarettes. "Just don't expect a repeat of that though," he told her, yeah right. When little girls found a weakness he was usually done for. He didn't mind though, it just appealed to his brotherly instincts which as it happens, he had a lot of.

[monroe]

Monroe's face broke into a cute little grin, showing off her dimples and making her look even younger than she was. She remembered that she was smiling, of course she was going to drop the smile and hide her face, gingerly taking the cigarettes from him "Thank-you" She murmured, pushing her hair off of her face and opening the package, gently taking out the first cigarette, kissing it and handing it to him, a look on her face "Back home if you kiss the first cigarette and give it to someone, they will get good luck"

She held it out for him while managing to take another one out of the package and light it with her zippo, flicking it shut and smirked, blowing smoke out of her nose "So what do you do around here for fun?" She asked, sitting in a chair across from him, giving him a look "You know who you look similar to?" She asked, crossing her legs like a proper young lady, then uncrossed them, resting her chin on her open palm "A mixture of Sid vicious and Johnny Rotten"

She took a drag off her cigarette and blew out a few smoke rings, then went back to watching him curiously. "I hate it here already, it's so boring" She whined, flipping herself so she was upside-down on the chair, taking another drag, flicking the ash in her portably ash tray.

[isaac mason brexton]

Isaac raised an eyebrow at her behavior but took the cigarette. That was awfully nice of her. "Thanks," he said, now with two cigarettes in his hand. He looked down at them for a moment before putting the new one away and taking another drag of his own.

Isaac just shrugged. "Sex, drugs and punk rock," he told her. "Alcohol and cigarettes too of course," he added. Those were about the only entertaining things around. There really wasn't much else to do at school but Isaac was alright with that, he had gotten used to it by now. "I've got all of those except the drugs, don't see the point unless i have a good reason to," he explained. Drugs were something he kept for a good party or a crazy night out but otherwise he didn't see the point of simply walking around in an altered state. It just wasn't for everyone.

Sitting down on his bed, he looked up when she said something about who he looked like. He had heard it all before by now. "Yeah? Who?" he asked before waiting for the answer. He grinned then laughed a little at her words. "If ya say so," it was more the look than any similarity in features but Isaac found it to be an acceptable comparison. Those guys were great, so it would do.

"Yeah it's not the most exciting place to be," Isaac admitted. "You'd have to make your own fun I s'pose. Sort of depends on what you like to do," he told her, leaving her to fill in the blanks on what it was that she would do for fun.