Room 324, Tuesday Late Morning

[vanillajello]

This was the first time Kate actually stopped to look through the cards on her Valentine's Day flowers. Sure, she'd glanced at them yesterday, her attention grabbed mostly by the one that made her mutter "No, Hannibal, you are" to herself, but now she actually took the time to see who they were from, and what they meant.

A few flowers from friends.

Carnations from someone who was a bad – if totally hot– decision just waiting to happen.

And a rose from someone who'd probably ordered it before she'd... Done that thing. Whatever it should've been called. Being a mess? Showing off her damage? Panicking?

She poked at the flowers, lost in thought.

[ooc: Open door/post! I'm sick, entertain me.]

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[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I'm going to take that as a concession and leave before you can take it back," he said, grinning widely and moving towards the door. "You love me, Kate. It's undeniable."

[vanillajello]

"Loving you and thinking you're more awesome than me – which you aren't – are not the same thing," Kate replied. "I'll see you around."