Room 324, Monday Afternoon

[vanillajello]

It was official: Kate absolutely hated dealing with interdimensional time differences. Hated, hated, hated. No, seriously. Yesterday, she'd set her brother to work on figuring out a schedule for his graduation visit, and he'd called her back today (a few hours later, his time), and they'd still had to spend the better part of an hour trying to finalize something of a plan. It was a frigging nightmare. She'd almost given up entirely, especially after she'd started getting a headache from trying to understand how their worlds could have been going at different speeds and they could still be having a normal phone conversation.

But somehow, they'd finally done it, and Kate had hung up and sighed and was now sorting through a pile of fresh laundry. She'd washed a bunch of clothes last week and never gotten around to actually putting them away. Might as well do it now.

It was helping her get a little less pissed off at stupid things like the multiverse.

[ooc: Door and post are open!]

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[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"No but I still don't want to be there right now," Nathan said, shrugging. "I'm kind of tired of getting treated like some prick stranger by people who I thought cared about me."

[vanillajello]

"Okay," Kate said a bit more quietly, relenting. She shrugged. "She doesn't deserve you, anyway."

Her opinion was largely shaped by her own poor relationship with Caroline, but she didn't care. It was still her honest opinion.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan didn't know if that was necessarily true but he appreciated the sentiment anyway. "I'm sure I'll go back at some point but I'm still fucking angry, Kate. No one gave a fuck about my feelings so fuck them."

[vanillajello]

"I know," Kate said, though she wasn't sure she actually did. The details had remained more than a little fuzzy for her, but she wasn't sure if she should ask. "Fuck them."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"It'd be so much easier if just saying that made it all better, wouldn't it?" Nathan asked, sighing. "I wish life worked like that."

[vanillajello]

"You and everyone else, dearest," Kate replied with a sigh of her own, reaching over to pat his leg. "But, that's not how it works."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Does that mean I get another hug because I'm lonely?" Nathan asked, half smiling but half serious too. Who knew which part she'd pick up on.

[vanillajello]

Kate quirked a half smile at him. "I can't hug you," she said. "You're lying down."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan waved a hand in the air and didn't move. "Well, I'll just save it for later or something. Perhaps I'll cash it in when you least expect it. You'll be just settling down to cuddle up to your boyfriend after having stripped down to your skimpiest clothes and then I'll come knock on the door, demand a hug and make your boyfriend jealous with my charmingly adorable ways."

[vanillajello]

Kate snorted and shook her head. "I think that'd just make Bod laugh," she replied. "I'm pretty sure of it, actually."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"It would make him laugh?" Nathan asked, not quite believing that. "What about me hugging you would make him laugh?"

[vanillajello]

"I was referring to your, and I quote, 'charmingly adorable ways'," Kate clarified. "Not the hug itself. I don't think thos ewould make him jealous."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Um, I'm very charming and very adorable!" Nathan said, giving her the finger for thinking otherwise. "How can you argue with that? You've been swayed by my charmingly adorable ways."

Once but it still counted!

[vanillajello]

"Yeah, that was one charming and adorable middle finger you have there," Kate drawled, raising her eyebrows. "Point is, he wouldn't be jealous over a hug."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"So, I should stick my tongue in your mouth?" It should be noted that he wouldn't actually do that. Really, he wouldn't.

[vanillajello]

"Oh, if you did that," Kate replied, sweetly, in that way that really wasn't sweet at all, "it'd probably be the last thing you ever did."

She was pretty certain he wouldn't, but it was always better to make sure.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"See, now you're just intimidating me into never ever giving you CPR should you choke on a chicken wing and pass out right in front of me," Nathan pointed out, shaking his head. "And then where will we be, Kate? Where will we be?"

[vanillajello]

"Well, I will be dead and you will be dealing with the wrath of everyone who loves me," Kate replied flippantly. "So i don't see that scenario working out so well for either of us."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"So, in case of choking due to a chicken wing, I should put my tongue in your mouth?" Nathan checked, just trying to get things straight so he could save Kate's life should it come to that.

[vanillajello]

"You know, I'm pretty sure that's not even actually a part of giving CPR," Kate replied, raising an eyebrow.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Why the hell are you ruining my fantasies?" Nathan asked her, reaching for one of her pillows and shoving it underneath his head. "I've had a shitty week, I'm allowed to dream. Don't be such a twat."

[vanillajello]

"What, that's your fantasy, getting to stick your tongue in my mouth after I've choked on a fucking chicken wing?" Kate asked, amused. "Wow, you're even pervier than I thought."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"There is nothing wrong with having some kinky as fuck turn ons," Nathan said, smirking. "I bet you have them. Like I bet you..."

He trailed off and sized her up.

"...want the back door explored. You should tell your boyfriend about that. Us blokes, we're always happy to circle around and knock down the back door."

[vanillajello]

Kate knew that if she'd have been a different sort of girl, this would've been the perfect time to blush. But she was her, and merely rolled her eyes.

"You bet?" she asked instead. "As in you guess? Didn't I tell you something about that right before you oh so gentlemanly called me a cocktease?"

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Did you?" He'd had a lot to drink since then, like he could remember those conversations. "That mean I'm right? So, is it fingers or tongue or dick you want up there?"

He...did not have a filter.