Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-04-16 07:26 pm
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Room 324, Saturday Morning
Kate was a Prom Queen. That... had just come out of nowhere, and made her very giddy and happy for the rest of the evening. The cherry on top of an already fantastic senior prom night.
And Kate was still happy when she woke up on Saturday morning, oblivious to any obvious changes that had happened overnight. Sure, there were probably other interesting things in the room as well, but the first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was the tiara on the nightstand, and it wasn't more than half a minute until she'd grabbed it and perched it on top of her head before standing up on the bed and declaring, loudly, to no one in particular, "Imma queen!"
Really, she probably would've done that even if she had been about ten years older like she was supposed to be.
[ooc: Closed door but open post, whether you are already in the room or are a random visitor.]
And Kate was still happy when she woke up on Saturday morning, oblivious to any obvious changes that had happened overnight. Sure, there were probably other interesting things in the room as well, but the first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was the tiara on the nightstand, and it wasn't more than half a minute until she'd grabbed it and perched it on top of her head before standing up on the bed and declaring, loudly, to no one in particular, "Imma queen!"
Really, she probably would've done that even if she had been about ten years older like she was supposed to be.
[ooc: Closed door but open post, whether you are already in the room or are a random visitor.]
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"Kate?" he mumbled, still barely awake.
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That got him up a little quicker. Eyes focusing on the child beside him, his sleepy brain provided the easiest solution.
"You're tiny."
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She held up her hands to show him all eight fingers and two thumbs. Ten, yes, that's what she was.
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Of course, if he didn't want to be dealing with a tiny queen with a stomach ache later on...
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And she emphasized that word by readjusting the tiara on her head, and smiling wide.
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That was totally how you said that word.
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And she was sticking her bottom lip out at him now. "Pleeeeeeeease?" He should cherish that: even Eric the viking giant wasn't going to manage to wring the word out of her, later in the day.
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