Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-04-25 08:25 pm
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Room 324, Monday Afternoon
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!]
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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Nathan figured it was more than that but was he going to actually admit it out loud? Not a chance.
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He grinned.
"I am so fucking wise."
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As he got to her desk, he turned and licked his lips at her before, apparently, he equated everything with sex. Or he just wasn't going to be badgered into answering that easily.
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"Yeah, but you were fucking lying," Nathan pointed out, digging some chocolate out of her desk. "I made you say the words to me. There's a difference."
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"How's that?" he asked, eating some more of her chocolate. "Will that hold you over until we can be together?"
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Funnily enough, Kate didn't think she should have to ask nicely.
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