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vanillajello) wrote2010-12-27 05:49 pm
vanillajello) wrote2010-12-27 05:49 pm
New York City, NY, Monday Afternoonish
Kate had been all set for going to Fandom. Not really looking forward to it, obviously, but... Ready. Bags packed, Portalocity ticket acquired, generally fed up with the family. That kind of ready. But then the cards had arrived. One for her brother, one for her parents – and one for her. The only one without a note.
And she'd silently freaked out, and she'd kept doing that until she got to the airport where she marched straight to the Portalocity counter and announced she wanted her destination changed. Anywhere, she'd said, but they'd made her choose so she'd picked New York. She'd been in Bristol way too much, lately, and she just needed to go somewhere else, and to be with someone sympathetic that was more or less like her.
But the main thing was not being in Fandom. And she wasn't. No, instead, she was standing outside a door to an apartment she'd only been in once before, hoping against hope the occupant was in right now. And even if he wasn't home then fine, she'd bunk at some skeezy hostel for a few nights with her Christmas money. She'd do the New York thing on her own.
For now, though, she knocked.
[ooc: NFB, and just for that guy who she's foolishly springing a surprise visit on. ETA: comments get NWS, and then violent. 'Cause that's how we roll.]
And she'd silently freaked out, and she'd kept doing that until she got to the airport where she marched straight to the Portalocity counter and announced she wanted her destination changed. Anywhere, she'd said, but they'd made her choose so she'd picked New York. She'd been in Bristol way too much, lately, and she just needed to go somewhere else, and to be with someone sympathetic that was more or less like her.
But the main thing was not being in Fandom. And she wasn't. No, instead, she was standing outside a door to an apartment she'd only been in once before, hoping against hope the occupant was in right now. And even if he wasn't home then fine, she'd bunk at some skeezy hostel for a few nights with her Christmas money. She'd do the New York thing on her own.
For now, though, she knocked.
[ooc: NFB, and just for that guy who she's foolishly springing a surprise visit on. ETA: comments get NWS, and then violent. 'Cause that's how we roll.]