Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2012-06-17 01:51 pm
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Overland Park, KS, Sunday FT
It was a morning in early January in Kansas, and Kate was awake but hadn't accomplished much past rolling onto her back to look at the ceiling of her parents' bedroom. (Or, as it had been for a couple of months, hers and Bod's.) Awake enough to have thoughts whirring in her head but not enough to actually bother getting out of bed. She'd get to that. She had work, later, and all. But she was thinking right now.
They had about a month to go before her parents would be coming back. The news from Boston seemed to be positive, most of the time. It was hard, too, of course it was, but her mom seemed to think she was making some sort of progress and while Kate was naturally wary of getting too optimistic, it was still pretty nice to hear.
But that wasn't really what she was thinking about. Her thoughts were more centred around what would happen once her parents got back. You know, with their general living situation. Even with how annoying paying the bills was, she'd kind of gotten used to just having the house for the three of them.
Hmm.
[ooc: NFB, naturally, but open for calls/texts, and that guy that lives here.]
They had about a month to go before her parents would be coming back. The news from Boston seemed to be positive, most of the time. It was hard, too, of course it was, but her mom seemed to think she was making some sort of progress and while Kate was naturally wary of getting too optimistic, it was still pretty nice to hear.
But that wasn't really what she was thinking about. Her thoughts were more centred around what would happen once her parents got back. You know, with their general living situation. Even with how annoying paying the bills was, she'd kind of gotten used to just having the house for the three of them.
Hmm.
[ooc: NFB, naturally, but open for calls/texts, and that guy that lives here.]
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Seeing who it was managed to yank her back into the here and now, though. "Leto! Hi."
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"How is Kansas?"
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"Also, Hania is well, as is Alice. My daughter has taken an interest in chocobos lately." At least she made loud, cheerful noises when she saw them.
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She thought they sounded like candy. Or maybe she was just craving chocolate.
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"And how is your family?"
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"Pretty much," she said, anyway. "Pretty weird. But not in a bad way."
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Either way, it was past time to check in with her. So here he was, sitting in Ronan's kitchen with a cup of coffee in one hand and dialing the phone with the other.
Ring ring, Kate.
[OOC: I know this is incredibly tardy. SP?]
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"'Sup, Jack?"
Because that was the way to greet your favorite Victorian.
[*noms on your SP like it's cake* The word "tardy" always makes me think of Clueless. /random ESL person moment]
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She wasn't sure if she should have known that before know. It was hard to keep track when time was wonky and she had a lot of stuff going on.
"How's Fandom? Treating you okay?"
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And almost six months behind, but anyway.
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