Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-07-24 01:39 am
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Room 324, Saturday Evening
So, after her randomly awkward visit to the library, it seemed there was to be no party for Kate today. Well, not unless you counted it a party that she was wearing her new dress while music played on in the background. Kate didn't. The dress was because for just a moment, she'd considered going into town after all, before she'd realized that would've either meant going to the Devil's Nest and not being able to drink, or going to Caritas and having to face Caroline.
The music was just because.
She was slumped on her bed, playing a game on her phone and wondering whether she should dig out the liquor bottle she knew she had stashed in the depths of her closet. It called for consideration.
Thinking hard on just how pathetic that would make her look, mostly.
[ooc: Mostly 'stablishy, but can be open since I'm probably not gonna go to bed for a couple more hourslike an insane person! The door is cracked open.]
The music was just because.
She was slumped on her bed, playing a game on her phone and wondering whether she should dig out the liquor bottle she knew she had stashed in the depths of her closet. It called for consideration.
Thinking hard on just how pathetic that would make her look, mostly.
[ooc: Mostly 'stablishy, but can be open since I'm probably not gonna go to bed for a couple more hours

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Since Kate's door was one of the few that wasn't closed he tapped on the door frame lightly to see if she was around.
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Also, it was the most non-committal 'yeah?' ever, but it served its purpose.
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Not that those couldn't be fun.
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There were a few other words she might've picked instead.
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Plus her BFF was an undead guy, so.
"Creeps me out, but I get it. Still sounds pretty horrific to me, since I can't really imagine wanting a fleece that bad, super duper mystical healing powers or not."
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Although she figured things might have changed slightly in that respect, by now.