From: gregoire	Date: October 2nd, 2010 09:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

"Good to know." Gray snerked, biting his lip as he laughed. That image would be clear in his head for a while.

"I'm not hearing a 'no', France."

	From: petitechou	Date: October 2nd, 2010 09:23 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

"That's just wishful thinking, baby" she pouted, letting her hand drop from his face and onto his chest. "Besides, Hunter could destroy me. And you. You might be stupid but I'm not."

	From: gregoire	Date: October 2nd, 2010 09:36 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

"What does it have to do with her?" Gray shrugged matter-of-factly.

"We are not exclusive. I'm a free man! You're the one who is practically married to that freshman."

	From: petitechou	Date: October 2nd, 2010 09:41 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

"She is not a freshman" Frankie said dangerously, any hint of a smile now gone from her face. "If anyone is a freshman around here, it's you." She crossed her arms over her chest huffily.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 2nd, 2010 09:57 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

"Woah woah woah, okay okay." Gray replied in English, holding his hands up in surrender.

"I take it back. Apologies. Honest. Forget I said anything. If you're that uncomfortable with fucking me tonight, I can accept it." He said even as he leaned closer to her than he should have allowed himself--at least while she was looking at him like that.

"But something tells me that you're not."

	From: petitechou	Date: October 2nd, 2010 10:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

Even though the hair on the back of her neck stood up, Frankie refused to let the little shiver go down her spine. Who did he think he was, anyway? Was she his last resort whenever he couldn't score some pussy?

She leant up to his ear, on tip toes. "You know, perhaps you should try going gay too. It might sort you out, a big fat cock." And now she was laughing again at even the thought of that ever happening.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 2nd, 2010 10:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

"I--What--" Gray's jaw dropped in horror somewhat at the thought.

"That's not funny! Why would you even suggest--" And now she was laughing at him. He was trying his best not to pout at her .This wasn't exactly a new experience, though. That only made him pout more.

"Does she really do it for you, then?"

	From: petitechou	Date: October 2nd, 2010 10:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

She felt bad when Gray pouted, even when he deserved it she still felt bad. It was his damn puppy eyes. She sighed and hugged his middle, like she always did when she wanted to soothe him.

"Yes." She mumbled into his chest. Shrugging her shoulders. "I don't know, she's never going to hurt me. Plus she's really pretty."

	From: gregoire	Date: October 2nd, 2010 10:54 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

It was automatic in the way he hugged her back. She always did hug him and fuss over his hair. Even looked after him to a certain point. She cared. He frowned a little more deeply and leaned his cheek on the top of her head.

"Okay. You should probably head back inside, yeah?"

	From: petitechou	Date: October 2nd, 2010 10:58 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Frankie/Gray

Her cigarette had burnt out a long time ago. She took another swig from his flask before handing it back to him and smiling.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." She started walking back to the dance, turning to talk to him one last time. "I don't think you should talk to me when you're drunk anymore. You..Mess with my head. Please."