vanillajello | The Causeway, Sunday Evening

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The Causeway, Sunday Evening

Despite the progress she'd been making in a variety of things, walking around alone after sunset was still not something Kate was particularly fond of. She'd been pretty keen on spending time with Zach, though, so that meant it had already been dark when she'd made back east. And that... had quickly led to going through a mental list of options of what to do.

She'd picked calling Nathan before catching a cab back to the island. She had her reasons. And she also had a little brown bag of takeaway in hand when she stepped onto the causeway. Like she'd promised.

[ooc: For that one guy who could never ever protect her from an angry vampire or anything else, really.]

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"You are confusing and you are manipulative," Nathan said without hesitation. "And so am I. It's the mark of a good little sociopath, really. I come around because I want to come around but if you're just gonna write me the fuck off and whine about wanting to run away all the time, then I will stop."

"Hey, I haven't been whining all the time, and I haven't written you off even if you keep saying that," she felt it pertinent to point out. "I'm pretty sure I was talking in a perfectly non-whiney fashion about my date at some point."

"The date where you pretended to be sophisticated right before telling me that was your version of running away?" Nathan questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Well at least I wasn't whining." That was obviously something to hold onto. "And it didn't feel like that when I was there. I was just a normal girl on a date, it was nice."

"Why are you desperate to be normal?" Nathan asked, shaking his head. "That's boring. You're much more enjoyable when you're being loud, obnoxious, and mean. You're a great asshole, Kate. What's wrong with that?"

"Maybe because I've never been normal?" Kate offered, shrugging a shoulder lightly. "Doesn't mean I'm going for a full personality makeover."

"Normal is fucking overrated," Nathan said, shaking his head. "Normal is boring. Normal is the person who has a normal fucking sleep schedule, who thinks sex should be saved for marriage and who finds a designated driver before going out for a night instead of stumbling home drunkenly and puking in mailboxes."

"Normal is a family where everyone stays the same all the time, and a guy who knows about the conventions of dating," Kate retorted, somewhat wryly. "And you're not getting anywhere near my mailbox."

Not that she technically even had one.

"Do you honestly want normal that fucking bad?" Nathan asked, shaking his head. "I don't. I'd rather take my chances with the unknown. You're gonna get bored."

"I doubt that, but even if I did, at least I'd have tried the normal thing," she replied, shrugging again. "Stuffs been weird for a long time, normal sounds like a nice change."

"You're not normal," Nathan said, rolling his eyes. "But hey, have fun playing house. If you get knocked up, I'll look forward to being barefoot and pregnant in some guy's kitchen. That's normal too."

He got an eyeroll right back. "Why couldn't I be normal?"

"I didn't say you couldn't be normal, I said you're not," Nathan countered, shrugging. "And you're just not, Kate. You wanna play at being normal, that's fine, I don't fucking give a damn. But you're not normal. Have fun with romantic dinners and necking in movie theaters. I could really care less about that shit."

Kate tilted her head at him, just idly curious. "Then what exactly am I, in your view?" she wondered. "Since you're so sure I'm not normal."

Not that she was really disagreeing on that point, mind.

"Abnormal," Nathan said, shrugging. "You want more than that, too fucking bad. You know I'm right so I'm not going to stand here and make a list of things you are. You know what you are and I'm fucking cold. Can we please go?"

"I think I made it pretty clear I don't know anything about myself anymore," Kate noted, with something that was almost a smirk. Then she nodded. "But yeah, we can go."

"Then, you're gonna have to figure it out for yourself," Nathan said as he started walking. "I am not your image coach or some self help guru."

And he was really over standing outside just to talk so he sped up his pace, head down and hands in his pockets. He was tired now.

And she was mildly sorry about that. Not overly but still. Her assumptions of never having serious conversations with him had also covered him never having to deal with the majority of her bullshit.

"I know that," Kate said, finding it easy to keep up with him. All that working out must've helped. "You're just a straightforward Irish dude with good hair."

"I know that but thanks," he said, keeping his head down but sounding a little less sullen than he had. "All of me's beautiful."

"Well, I can only vouch for most of it." Since he'd paraded around in his underpants when she'd visited once. "But you're not far off the mark."

"Yeah, that's your own fault, just remember, but I've gotten plenty of good comments on both my sexual prowess and how good I am with my hands," Nathan replied, shrugging. "You missed out, someone else didn't. Shame."

Kate snorted. "It'll be tough but I think I'll live," she said, amusement tinting her voice. "But who knows what'll happen it this normality thing falls through."

Nathan still didn't agree with that and shook his head to illustrate that particular feeling. "Yeah, that's better you than me. I'm already bored and I'm not even pretending."

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"Well, you're not the one who has to be normal with me," she shrugged. "Zach is. You just get me drunkenly ranting about giraffes."

"Zach." That name even sounded boring. He shook his head. "You enjoy that. I'll stick with meaningless sex in onsens."

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