Weeping Angel A4, Friday After Classes

[vanillajello]

Kate was fighting a losing battle.

Namely, one of trying to stuff all her surprise luggage under her bed. There were just too many. They would never fit. But she just had to try. Not like she wanted them just laying around, when they had labels like Too much responsibility, Pushed around by skeevy guys and Heart bruised by Southern idiot.

And of course, that one fucking luggage set with the label Crazy mother issues.

Eventually though, she just gave up, letting a few of the bags that wouldn't fit just stay in sight. She was just going to flop down on the bed and be thankful that at least she'd been able to push that one black leather bag (which for some reason looked like an old-fashioned doctor's bag, and which had the words That one awful Saturday labelled on it) as far back under the bed as it would go.

Fucking Fandom.

[ooc: Open for cabinmates/visitors! I'll be around for a couple of hours now, and then again later in my evening.]

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[vanillajello]

"But you said," she whined (and it was fairly convincing), "that you were going to start right now."

[therewaslife]

"Your bed is very comfortable, your alcove is very small and you're keeping me very warm so we should stay here for awhile," he blurted out, hoping that would stop her from further whining.

[vanillajello]

She seemed to accept that. And she hadn't even resorted to pouting! "I'm not sure what the size of the alcove has to do with anything, but okay."

[therewaslife]

"It was just me being observant," he explained, nodding. "I thought I'd add it in because I did observe it and wanted to show my commitment to the cause."

[vanillajello]

"Didn't say anything about the bags, though," she noted. "Not that I want to even think about them. But it's even smaller because of them."

[therewaslife]

"How are you arguing with me about my observational skills?" Bod wondered. He put a finger to his lips and said, "Shush."

Because he could.

[vanillajello]

"Hey!" Kate exclaimed. "Don't shush me. I can't be silenced."

[therewaslife]

"Don't argue with me," he retorted, pressing the finger he'd just used on himself to her lips. "Shush."

[vanillajello]

That wasn't going to do much to stop her. Of course not. "Why not?"

[therewaslife]

"Because I'll take away your use of me as a pillow," he decided after a moment. "And you'll be sad."

[vanillajello]

"Will I?" she teased. "Or will I just be glad you're not interfering with my private time with my bed anymore?"

[therewaslife]

"Private time with your bed?" he repeated. "So, you can...sleep?"

[vanillajello]

"Yes." Aw, she was playing nice. "Possibly."

[therewaslife]

"If you'd rather sleep alone, I can take my leave," he offered, nodding. "I wouldn't want to intrude on private time."

[vanillajello]

"I'd ask you to stay for a nap, but I think we might drown in baggage," she said, and reached to drop an idle kiss on his lips. "And I really need a shower, anyway. So maybe I should let you go."

[therewaslife]

"Maybe you should," he agreed and returned that idle kiss with one of his own. "I should go see how my alcove looks as well. If it's too full, I'll need to figure out how to get into my bed."

[vanillajello]

"Brute force seems like a good option," she said as she shifted off him. "Or you might just have to sleep somewhere else."

[therewaslife]

"At least I'll have options," he said, pushing himself into a sitting position and leaning over to kiss her cheek again. "I'll see you later, Kate. Good luck with your baggage."

[vanillajello]

"Mm, don't forget to take yours with you," she replied, brushing her fingertips against his cheek. "Got enough of my own."

[therewaslife]

"Right, thank you for the reminder," Bod said, smiling before moving to gather up the bags that were his. Since his hands were full, he nodded at her as he stepped carefully out of the alcove and headed back to his own cabin.