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]

"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.

[vanillajello]

Aaaand that was where Kate's willingness to share ended, and she promptly made a face. "I think that information is classified to the people I'm actually going to sleep with."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Does that mean our nasty, sloppy, dirty time together is done forever?" Nathan asked, sticking out his bottom lip. "No more banging bodies and wrestling tongues and doin' it doggie style?"

[vanillajello]

"Yes, for the foreseeable future it definitely is," Kate replied with a firm nod. "Finito, over, done."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Foreseeable future!" Nathan said, latching onto that. "That doesn't mean forever. That means I've still got a shot! Kate, your inability to completely rule me out has made my day."

[vanillajello]

"I don't see anything as definite," Kate replied, shrugging. "Never say never and all that shit. It's a very slim shot, anyway."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Slim shot's better than no shot at all," Nathan sing songed, waggling his eyebrows. "I bet you miss me anyway. Sexually, that is."

[vanillajello]

"It was one night, Nathan," Kate pointed out, rolling her eyes. "I don't miss you."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"It was one night you can't stop talking about," Nathan pointed out, snickering because that wasn't true at all. "Obviously, you're pining. I get it, Kate. You miss perfection."

[vanillajello]

"You are not perfection," Kate snorted. "Not for me. As endearing as your delusions are."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Well then, who is perfection for you?" Nathan asked, amused now. "Who is the Adonis that Kate Gregson worships?"

[vanillajello]

Kate raised an eyebrow, mildly unimpressed. "Do you seriously need to even ask that?"

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Yes." Mostly, he just wanted to hear her admit it out loud. It'd make him laugh or something.

[vanillajello]

"Bod," she said easily. It wasn't hard to admit that. "Nobody no-middle-name-given Owens. Obviously."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Wait." Nathan paused and sat up a bit, holding up a hand. "His name's fucking Nobody? What the fuck were his parents on?"

[vanillajello]

"He was raised in a graveyard by a bunch of ghosts," Kate explained lazily, because it wasn't a big deal to her anymore. "That's the name they gave him when he showed up."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"What the fuck was wrong with a name like Billy or Jeb or some shit?" Nathan had to asked, eyebrow raised. "Are the ghosts a bunch of dull witted dickheads?"