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Sid Jenkins (emo_underdog) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Giving Cheryl a facial shrug, Sid shook his head. "Actually, I think it says more about the school systems than you personally," he replied. "But maybe that's just me being an arse." He grinned slightly at that. He liked this girl. She was nice to him and she wasn't asking him for anything. George was the same way. He kind of appreciated that, because back home, mostly when a girl was nice to him, it was because they wanted something out of him; and even then, they weren't always nice.

This place wasn't so bad; he liked to pretend that the bad things everyone had been talking about weren't actually real. Sid himself had yet to see anything terribly frightening or dangerous. All he'd found so far were a bunch of nice people from different times and places. And a glass wall. Which was weird, but, still...

Whey they reached the top of the stairs, Cheryl started to try and open the window while she spoke. "Fair enough, so long as it's not my fault," he replied with a smirk. She looked to be having a bit of trouble with the window, so Sid reached over to help her. "Painted shut," he replied with a grunt as he shifted his position in order to put more oomph into his effort. After a moment, between the two of them, the window popped open, knocking him back a step to keep his balance.

"Christ," he murmured, pulling a cigarette out of his pack and pressing it between his lips. He pulled his lighter out and looked back at Cheryl, grinning around the filter, the cigarette bobbing up and down as he spoke. "Apparently they're trying to tell us smoking is bad or something," he joked, lighting his own cigarette and then holding the lighter out for hers, cupping his free hand around the flame to protect it.