vanillajello | Room 324, Saturday Afternoon

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Room 324, Saturday Afternoon

Originally, Kate had been pretty thrilled to find herself alone in 324 for the weekend. She liked having a roommate, but she loved having the space to herself, with the freedom to hang out in as little clothes as she wanted to. What was there to not love about that?

And that was how it had worked for most of the evening. But then late night, after going to bed, she'd just become super aware of being alone in the room. Alone in the dark. She'd told herself it was just stupid and ridiculous and sad to be scared but the feeling didn't leave her alone. It was the first night she'd slept all alone (or at least without a territorial, protective vampire in the same house) since... all that traumatizing, life-threatening crap. She knew she'd get used to it with time, but knowing that didn't help with the fear at hand.

She'd done most of her sleeping in the morning, sleeping way in, and was now seriously considering luring someone into spending this next night with her. Right now, that mostly consisted of having her door open with music drifting out into the hallway. She wasn't feeling like going out to find people, though she did at times wander over to stand in the doorway, just... watching. It was that kind of a day.

Occasionally, she fiddled with her phone and wondered whether she should just call someone over, but she wasn't sure that the phonelines weren't still messed up, and anyway, how desperate would that have looked?

[ooc: Door and post are open, people who come by may or may not be subtly roped into having a sleepover.]

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Obviously. Kate shook her head, amused.

"You this fond of everyone you meet, or am I just special?"

She drawled that last word, just because.

"What makes you think you're special?" Nathan wondered, tilting his head at her. "You're a liar. I should be incredibly hurt."

And he was. Really.

Kate raised a brow. "And yet you're in my room. I think that actually supports my theory of me being special." A beat. "Or you're just a masochist."

"Or maybe your door was open and I was bored," he pointed out, shrugging. "You haven't done anything to make me leave though so it makes me think you were just waiting for my company."

He smirked and finally did offer her one of the cigarettes, half smoked as it was. At least he'd offered, though.

"Did you miss, Katie?"

Well, she was just going to acquire a pile of nicknames. He hadn't gone for Pudding though!

There was a good chance she would've pushed him out the window if he had. ...Okay, really, she would've just pictured doing it in her head.

At least Katie was one she had years of neutral experience with. She took the offered cigarette; that it was half smoked already just made it a little healthier, right? She should've been cutting back, anyway.

"Not you specifically."

"Oh yeah?"

She could push him out of windows in a few years once that would just kill him for a few minutes. Right now, he liked being all in one piece.

"Honestly, I don't know what the fuck that means. Are you trying to be deep right now?"

"No."

But that didn't mean she couldn't shoot him a mildly mischievous smirk over her cigarette, anyway.

"I'm just being me."

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"Yes, that's very helpful," Nathan said and rolled his eyes. "Who do you miss if not me specifically? The entire human race? Dogs? You gave an answer that seemed to be begging for prompting so here is me, prompting you."

And he was curious enough to want to know what she was talking about.

"Anyone, really," Kate said with an easy shrug, looking out the window again. "Nonspecific missing, it happens."

"You miss...anyone?"

Nathan made a face and shook his head. Girls were so fucking confusing sometime and there sounded like there was some story behind that.

"So basically, you're lonely."

"My roommate took off for the weekend again. I found it weird to be here alone."

There was more to the story than just that, of course, but she was preoccupied with that cigarette of herself. Or just choosing to leave it at that, same difference.

"Well, you're not here alone," he pointed out, grinning adorably. "I'm here now and if I do say, I'm amazing fucking company. You're welcome to find that out for yourself though. I'm a great cure for loneliness."

"And modest about it too," she replied, though it came out a touch less mocking than it was supposed to. Blame it on that grin. "I was doing just fine, you know. It's not so bad in the daylight."

"Except you just admitted to me that you're lonely," Nathan pointed out, waving his fingers at her. "To me, that doesn't indicate 'just fine'. That indicates...well, something other than just fine."

He was incredibly philosophical, that was for sure.

"But I can go, if you'd like," he said, glancing at the door. "You're not the only person in this school that would benefit from a visit by me."

"But I'm probably the only one who won't come see you on the fifth floor," Kate retorted wryly, glancing over then, watching herself tap some ash off her cigarette she was going to have to put out soon. "You can stay, if you want. And I'm not lonely, I'm just... afraid of the dark, or something."

Also, lonely.

"You're afraid of the dark?" That wasn't what he expected to hear and he couldn't help the momentary look of surprise at that. "What the fuck for? Some of the best things happen in the dark, you know."

"Some of the worst, too," she shrugged, tone lighter than the topic called for. "I wasn't exepecting to be, either, for what it's worth."

And it wasn't the darkness she was really afraid of, but it was close enough for this conversation.

"The obvious solution to your problem is to get a fucking nightlight," Nathan decided with a grin. "Ever thought of that? They've gotta still make those, right? Kids still piss and shit themselves when they're young so they need some stupid duck nightlight to cry at when mommy and daddy won't get up to help them clean up."

"Yeah no offence, but I think my problem is kind of bigger than that," Kate drawled, but couldn't help sounding amused. "Thanks for the lovely mental image, though."

"If you don't want to go with my excellent nightlight suggestion then don't sleep alone. You won't be lonely and you can have whoever might be with you wear you out."

Nathan ticked off the pros of his suggestion on his finger and then shrugged. "That might be an even better solution than a nightlight."

Kate wrinkled her nose at that suggestion. "I'm not really feeling the idea of a one-night stand just so I could sleep," she said, as she was putting her cigarette out against the window sill, then turned to go throw it in the trash.

"That's kinda how I got into this mess," she added in a mutter, by her desk.

"Then, I am out of suggestions," Nathan said, turning to lean against he window ledge and shrugging. "Though, I wouldn't knock the idea of one night stands. When done right, they're the best fucking thing ever. You have a good night and don't have to worry about some whining clingy twat wanting to cook you breakfast in the morning."

"Yeah well, my last time with casual no strings attached sex went kind of spectacularly wrong," Kate said sort of idly, hand coming up to readjust the scarf around her neck. The bruises underneath were pretty much yellow at this point, not so obvious, but the scarf was a habit. She'd stop once it was just her skin.

"I'm not knocking them on the whole, just as a solution today. Today, I'd just like to sleep with someone, but considering this is a high school, that's unlikely to happen since I'd still like it to be a dude."

"You want to sleep with someone who you'd like to be a bloke but you don't want to have a one night stand?"

Did Nathan have the right? He wasn't sure and she seemed to be contradicting herself during every ensuing sentence.

"What exactly do you want, then?" he asked after a moment. "Cuddling? Spooning? Nuzzling?"

Oh Nathan, you'll get used to all the contradictions.

"Just sleep." Okay, maybe some part of her wanted all the other stuff too, but it was a part she'd been stomping on pretty hard for the past few weeks. "Just... sleep." She shrugged. "Yeah, I know that's probably weird, I'm aware of that."

And the dudes over chicks thing was for a feeling of safety. And maybe giving into that stomped on part of her, a little.

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