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]

"You're kind of obsessed with bringing that up, aren't you?" Nathan asked, raising an eyebrow.

[vanillajello]

"You think I'm obsessed with everything," Kate replied lightly. "I'm not that obsessive a personality."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"But, you are intent on bringing up the fact that I'm leaving often, aren't you?" Nathan asked, raising an eyebrow. "You like to remind me."

[vanillajello]

"Yes, I'm so totally intending to guilt trip you with it until you're over the causeway and gone," Kate drawled, rolling her eyes. It was maybe... one third true. "I live for it."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"At least you know I won't forget you then?" Nathan pointed out, trying to find a silver lining in the whole leaving thing.

[vanillajello]

"How many of your friends from England have you kept in touch with while you've been here?"

It was an innocent question, really. Nothing at all to do with anything. Honestly.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Depends on what you mean by kept in touch with," Nathan hedged, picking at her sheets.

[vanillajello]

Kate looked faintly amused at that. "Talked to them, texted them," she said, "had any kind of contact at all with them..."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"I've texted them more than I've actually talked to them," Nathan said, shrugging. "I dunno, I didn't have a shitload of close friends back home. Just people I occasionally saw and girls I occasionally shagged."

[vanillajello]

"So, where do I fit in in all of that?" she wondered. "Which category am I in? I'm just trying to gauge what to expect."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"I will call you," Nathan promised, kicking her side lightly this time. "Expect quick texts more often than not but I will make time to call you."

[vanillajello]

"Good," Kate nodded. "Now, stop fucking kicking me or I'll ban you from my bed for good."

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

Nathan did as requested but only because he was climbing to his feet and stretching. "I should get going anyway. Places to go, people to see, and I'm still fucking starving so I'm going to town. You wanna go with?"

[vanillajello]

Kate shrugged, then pushed off the bed as well. "Yeah, sure," she said. "Not like I have anything better to do right now."

With the laundry folded and everything.

[tripledmyself.livejournal.com]

"Sweet, you can buy!" No, he didn't mean that but he was already slipping out of her room to try and avoid her denying him the thought for at least a few seconds.

[vanillajello]

No chance. "Fuck you," Kate called after him, "you're paying for yourself!"

For a moment she even considered leaving her wallet behind and taking on the challenge of making him pay hers too, instead. But no. She grabbed her bag and followed him out.