Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2010-11-08 02:32 pm
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Room 324, Monday After Classes
There was something up with today.
Kate had been feeling antsy pretty much straight since waking up this morning, and hadn't been able to shake the feeling since. And that was weird, when Sunday had been such a good day after such a long stretch of bad days. She only tended to feel this restless when things were entirely messed up.
After her classes, she'd tried to do some of her independent course work, but had given up pretty soon after realizing her thoughts just kept straying to far more interesting things.
She was considering going downstairs to the gym and dancing, even if she hadn't been doing that for months now, because that usually helped with... whatever this was.
But before doing that, she'd happened to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the wall, and so she was now staring intently into it, trying to determine what exactly it was about her appearance that seemed to make her look even better than usual.
[ooc: Open post, half open door! Oh my vain girl. ETA: And of course 'tis NWS by now.]
Kate had been feeling antsy pretty much straight since waking up this morning, and hadn't been able to shake the feeling since. And that was weird, when Sunday had been such a good day after such a long stretch of bad days. She only tended to feel this restless when things were entirely messed up.
After her classes, she'd tried to do some of her independent course work, but had given up pretty soon after realizing her thoughts just kept straying to far more interesting things.
She was considering going downstairs to the gym and dancing, even if she hadn't been doing that for months now, because that usually helped with... whatever this was.
But before doing that, she'd happened to catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the wall, and so she was now staring intently into it, trying to determine what exactly it was about her appearance that seemed to make her look even better than usual.
[ooc: Open post, half open door! Oh my vain girl. ETA: And of course 'tis NWS by now.]
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"Kate, you made me..." He was smiling at when he glanced over. "You gave me songs. You gave me songs that you picked. You gave me music."
[AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! <33333]
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[<3 I'm a music dork with too much time in my hands. And I must crash. Good night!]
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"I love it," he said sincerely, holding it carefully and reverently. It wasn't like people made things for him all that often. "I love all the gifts you got me."
[Good night!]
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This day was enjoyably strange.
"Oh." He kept blushed. "All right. We should do that. In your bed."
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Far better than most strange days they had, yes.
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