dj_esebel | [Intro/OTA]

[Intro/OTA]

Audrey's not entirely sure how she's managed it, but she fell asleep on the beach last night. It was just meant to be a breather, dipping her toes in the frigid water just long enough to wake herself up for the short drive back to her trailer park. Only the water had been extremely fucking cold, so cold she'd rippled up in orange scales and had to warm up the siren way just to get back to the sleeping bag she'd spread out to take a seat.

The plan had been to sit, warm up, wake up.

Which, in a manner of speaking, she's accomplished. After all she's very warm in her deep chill sleeping bag and she's mostly awake with the cold, gray morning light. "The fuck..." Audrey sits up and drags a hand down her face. "Well that sure is the fucking ocean..."

Good thing she's awake before high tide. That would have been more trouble than she'd been prepared to deal with.

Grumbling, she unzips the sleeping bag and carefully wills the orange scales away.

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"Yeah you are," she says, kissing his forehead. "You know The Cove is a joke, babe. I want to know the truth."

She perches carefully on his lap, arranging a few things on the table t free up space.

Les puts a hand on her leg when she perches on his lap getting comfortable. "The truth?" He winces slightly at her question looking away for a moment. He and Audrey were like instant friends when they met and he's always been pretty open with her.

"I just realized I have feelings for someone else, and I ended things. It's horrible. April hates me. Caden hates me," he says, pausing a beat. "You ever been in love with anyone? Besides me obviously," he adds with a smirk.

Audrey fixes him with a dubious look, combing fingers through his hair. "Are you asking a siren if she's been in love?" They're good at creating love, but she's always been slightly dubious of their ability to really love anyone more than they love music and control.

"No. I don't think I've ever really been in love," she says. "It's why I make such a good slut."

"You're certainly do," Les teases giving her a smile, and up until recently so did he. He never had relationships issues because he'd never been in love with or even dated anyone either. "Well, just hope that if you ever do it's not with your girlfriend's sister. I promise it screws things up."

Audrey hisses sympathetically. "Oh Les, you didn't," she says, eyes wide. Of course he did. Why is she even asking. It's so disastrous that it sounds like something she might do.

"So how's all that going over?"

"Trust me, I didn't do it on purpose." All Les can do now is laugh at the entire situation, and that's only because it's already been three weeks. He still wishes things had turned out different, but he's realized things are what they are now.

"Terribly. Things are weird with Corry now too." He makes a face threading his fingers through Audrey's hair with a softer smile. "Ess, I'm glad you're here. Take me out back and put me outta my misery, huh?"

"No baby," she says, tilting her head for him to preen her hair. It's funny, for the partners they've both had and the times they've hooked up, all of this cuddling is definitely on the nonsexual side.

"If I kill you, you can't draw me a chart to explain your clusterfuck."

"Yeah. Right? I didn't even explain the part where Corry's husband punched me in the face," he says, dropping his head a little, groaning. God, his life. And, it's probably just the fact that now he's having to explain it to Audrey that makes it worse because he's sure she thinks he's lost his mind.

That's why he starts laughing after a beat or two of silence. "Jesus. Seriously shoot me," he says. "Or just don't let me have sex without anyone else for a month or two."

"Oh and there's a married woman involved!? Les, baby!" she says, kissing his hair. "Am I going to have to give up my freewheeling slutty ways to give you someone steady?"

She almost means it too. She adores Les, there's no question of that, but she's never really spent much time thinking about monogamy.

Les leans into the kiss against his hair, chuckling. Somehow, even though it's a clusterfuck, she's managing to make him feel better because of how ridiculous all of this truly is. "No, I will not drag you down with me," he jokes, shaking his head. "See? You leave town and now I've ruined my life. I blame you."

Audrey laughs, still preening his hair gently. "Baby, dragging implies I'm somehow above you."

She shakes her head and grins a little, "I can give up my slutty ways but not my wandering ones. A girl's gotta eat."

"I can't have you hanging up your rock girl jeans anyway," he says, shaking his head. "I like them too much."

"You can call me, you know," Audrey says, dead sincere for a moment. "Day or night, doesn't matter."

Carefully, she gets off his lap and pulls him upward, "I'm your midnight pancake girl."

He looks up at her holding her on the arm with a sincere smile. "I know that. And I will call if I manage to screw anything else up so you can set me straight." He stands up and squeezes her into a good long hug because she's been away. "You are more than that. You're my trashy midnight pancake girl. Big difference. Regular pancake girl is nice, but Trashy thinks my eyes are pretty."

He gestures at the door. "Can we go? All this pancake talk has me hungry."

"Fuck yeah," Audrey says, returning the hug fiercely. Maybe outside viewers think them strange, but Audrey values their bond over most things.

"Remember, you're buying."

He pulls her towards the door with a laugh. "You can get anything on the menu, babe," he says. "I take care of my ladies."

She laughs a little and gives him a brief kiss on the mouth. "How about your hotcakes, hm?"

But first, food.

He chuckles. "My hotcakes? My sad relationship-ruining hotcakes?" he asks, following after her, wondering if he's even on the menu for his and Audrey's normal thing. He's definitely single. That's never been more obvious. But Corry is also on his mind and she's a whole other level of confusing.

"You really want some of this?" he jokes.

She likes sex and she adores Les, so that's always on the menu, if it's wanted. The hopes for a romp can wait, though, while she worries about him.

"I love you, Les," she promises. It's not an anguished declaration. It just is. They're best friends, closer than close. She just loves him, the end. "And you know I won't ever screw you over."

Les just smiles back at her declaration because he feels the same for her. She was there for him, many times, and she's really the first person he let into his life after he was done being so empty after his mom died. It took, honestly, years for him to give a fuck about anything again, and Audrey was one of those things. She just happened to stick.

"Really? Never? Not even if Green Day called and said you could be their opening act?" he asks draping an arm around her shoulders in a half-hug.

"If I'm fronting for Green Day, then they can loan me their private jets to make sure I get back to you whenever you need me." She leans into the hug and then slides a hand down to grasp his.

"And honey, I wouldn't be opening. We'd be co-headlining. And I'd get a solo in their encore."

Laughing, Audrey raises their joined hands and kisses his knuckles. "You're never getting rid of me, darlin."

She is too much like him sometimes, and all he can do his laugh. "I don't want to get rid of you, Ess. I'm your groupie, man," he says, pulling her hand that's gripping his and kissing the back of it. "If you headline with Green Day, I'll be in the front row screaming your name and tossing you my bra."

He nudges her with his elbow, chuckling. "Hell, I may just do that the next time you sing at a wedding."

They're alike in a way that makes it easier to understand one another without judging or letting one of them get away with something they shouldn't.

"Okay but is it actually your bra or one that you stole from one of the hot fangirls in my audience?"

"Well, I do think I could talk some fangirl into giving me their bra. I'm awfully charming," he says, laughing. As they continue to walk to the cafe, he gets an idea in his head. "You know now that you're back, you should meet Corry. Complete love life mess aside, she's awesome and if you can believe it she and I used to get into more trouble than I think you and I ever did. I know there are plenty of embarrassing stories about me that you two can share."

"What, you and her the OG's of Siren Cove?" she asks, gesturing to the quiet little town. "Terrorizing everyone, having sex up and down the coast? Is she cute?"

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