Kate Gregson (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
vanillajello) wrote2010-08-08 08:39 pm
vanillajello) wrote2010-08-08 08:39 pm
Room 324, Sunday Evening
Kate felt weird. As if she... was supposed to feel kind of dizzy, but everything was completely clear instead. With a vague buzzing, somewhere in the background. It was probably shock.
She was just going to run with it, for as long as it lasted. Then collapse. Maybe cry. She wasn't thinking about any of that right now. Someone else was her priority.
And that someone was Bod, who'd been using her as a walking aid on their way up from the lobby.
"So, what do you need?" she asked when they'd made it to her room.
[ooc: For the poor, poor boyfriend.]
She was just going to run with it, for as long as it lasted. Then collapse. Maybe cry. She wasn't thinking about any of that right now. Someone else was her priority.
And that someone was Bod, who'd been using her as a walking aid on their way up from the lobby.
"So, what do you need?" she asked when they'd made it to her room.
[ooc: For the poor, poor boyfriend.]