vanillajello | Room 324, Late Friday Morning

It was Kate's birthday.

Not that that was much evident from anything, except maybe the slightly stilted happy birthday phonecall she'd gotten from her dad earlier, and the far more animated one from Lynda a little later. But it was still her birthday. Seventeen. Hmmh.

She was grabbing a portal to KC in the evening to join Lynda in the Crossroads district's First Friday art thing. And afterwards she was going to take another portal back, and tomorrow morning Lynda was going to fly over to be her weekend guest.

But for now? She was lazing about in a skimpy top and shorts (it was her birthday, she thought she was allowed) with some candy and a random bad movie on her laptop. And wearing her Princess Valhalla boots for no real reason, other than having just checked the insane number of hits on her video.

So far it was an okay birthday.

[ooc: Half-open door, completely open post! Handwavey knowledge of birthday completely fine.

A some bits of AFKness coming up, ~~first as I go to class, and then way later when I go see Scott Pilgrim, but other than that~~ I'm around!]

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"I think I would," Bod said just because he thought it might be amusing. The hand around her breasts squeezed a few more times, harder than before and he smirked before he moved off of her.

"Okay, but it's not gonna be too interesting," Kate replied, moving to get up. "I can totally walk."

... Uh. She'd forgotten about the boots. She looked a little unsteady just getting to her feet.

"If you say so," Bod said, laying back on her bed and looking amused. He'd caught that unsteadiness. "Let's see it."

Kate took a deep breath and squared her shoulders before trying to walk across the room to the door in a straight line.

There was a little wavering here and there, but for the most part she looked pretty steady. She turned around when she got to the door. "See?"

Bod gave her a short round of applause and laughed. "Congratulations. You were a little unsteady in spots but you didn't fall."

Kate smirked smugly. "See, I told you."

And no, she didn't let her smugness get the best of her when she wandered back towards the bed again. "Not dizzy. You're failing."

"I'm not failing," he said, stretching and shaking his head. "You're smiling. I don't think that means I've failed at all."

"Failing at making me dizzy," she clarified, stopping to stand by the bed. "Not in other ways."

Bod shrugged one shoulder. "I think I can live with myself. If you're happy, that's all that really matters to me."

"Awww. Really?"

Shush, it was her birthday, she could be mushy if she wanted to.

"Of course," he said, nodding. "Yes, really."

"I'm not sure I believe you," she told him, getting one of her knees on the bed again. "Tell me again."

It was just a clever ruse to get him to repeat it.

"If you're happy," he said, smiling over at her, "then that's all that really matters to me."

"Mmm." She climbed onto the bed and moved to stretch out on her side beside him. "I don't know, I think I still feel a few lingering doubts..."

"If you're happy, that's all that matters to me," he said again, snickering. "I promise."

"I think I might be convinced now," she decided once she'd settled some. "I'm happy."

"Good," he said, smiling warmly now. "Good, I'm glad. You should be happy."

"It's my birthday," she said, in case he was yet to pick up on that, "so I totally should be. In general, too, but especially today."

"I'm glad you're happy today," he replied, nodding. "I hope it stays that way too."

"I don't see that changing," she assured him with a smile. "You're here now, and I get to go to that awesome art thing later. Nothing standing between me and my happiness."

"I'll stay here until you have to leave," he promised quietly. "And then I'm sure I'll see you tomorrow."

"Unless me and Lynda decide good old KCMO is better than this hellhole and stay there," she joked lightly. "We're not going to. I haven't seen a Parents Weekend without being completely panicked before. I'm too interested to stay away."

"Then, I'll stay and see you tomorrow," he said, nodding. "It sounds like a good plan of action."

"And for now, we can just make out and relax," she nodded. "And, on this special occasion, cuddle too."

You know. Because she didn't usually do that.

"All right," he laughed, nodding. "Let's do that."

None of those sounded like bad ways to spend some time at all. He was completely game.

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