Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-09-04 03:42 pm
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Overland Park, KS, Sunday Afternoon (Late July)
It was the last day of July, and a sunny Sunday afternoon in Overland Park. Tara had wanted to throw a party in the Gregsons' backyard for the end of summer and the return of her daughter and every good thing she could think of, and so it had come to pass. There was food, and people (some neighbors, some friends from a little further off, and Bod who'd already shown up last night), and a karaoke machine set up under the arch that had been prettying up the back yard ever since Charmaine had failed to get married, earlier in the year.
Everything was pretty perfect. All that was missing was the hostess, though, because no one actually knew where Tara was, but... They were sadly used to that. So, Max was grilling, Charmaine and her belly were off to the side having a Diet Coke she shouldn't have been drinking, Ted was mingling with some people, and Lionel was filming Kate and Marshall.
And the aforementioned Gregson siblings? Were singing their hearts out, doing an enthusiastic karaoke version of Mmmbop. They looked to be enjoying themselves.
It was looking to be a good day on Oak Avenue.
[ooc: NFB, and for the boooy up there in the narrative, and myself in various guises. Bits and pieces taken from United States of Tara S03E01, '...youwillnotwin...'.]
Everything was pretty perfect. All that was missing was the hostess, though, because no one actually knew where Tara was, but... They were sadly used to that. So, Max was grilling, Charmaine and her belly were off to the side having a Diet Coke she shouldn't have been drinking, Ted was mingling with some people, and Lionel was filming Kate and Marshall.
And the aforementioned Gregson siblings? Were singing their hearts out, doing an enthusiastic karaoke version of Mmmbop. They looked to be enjoying themselves.
It was looking to be a good day on Oak Avenue.
[ooc: NFB, and for the boooy up there in the narrative, and myself in various guises. Bits and pieces taken from United States of Tara S03E01, '...youwillnotwin...'.]
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But as they came to the top of the stairs, she turned to kiss him.
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He liked getting kissed by her. It made his days better.
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And the kiss was lingering and meaningful and full of warm, fuzzy emotions.
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He wasn't the last person she'd brought home by a longshot and even if he knew he didn't have to convince her, it was nice to reassure her.
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She nudged him a bit – even if it was awkard and mostly done with her hips – so that he'd move in the general direction of their room. There'd been things said about a bed. She wished to take this there.
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If he managed to bump into anything, she'd just kiss it better.
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"Are we almost there?" he mumbled since he couldn't look around and was walking blind.
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She sucked at instructions, but at least the door was right there, and hapily for them, it was already open.
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Of course, he didn't know the room well enough to have it memorized so now there was a whole new obstacle course that he was ignoring for kissing her.
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It wasn't a large room, so his legs were going to be hitting the edge of the bed soon.
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"Hullo."
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