I'm not a hardship. I'm awesome.

Yesterday's lunch date had turned into going to an art museum, which had turned into having coffee, which had turned into aimlessly wandering around in the unusually warm for a January weather of KCMO way into the evening, talking. And kissing. Kate had made the first move on that, though only because she'd been able to tell he wanted her to. It didn't feel quite as good as she remembered it feeling, but she knew why that was (though she was determined not to think about it) and that was something she thought could be gotten over by practicing, and practice they did. Once you got the hang of it it was hard to stop, and she'd missed doing things like that more than she'd realized.

And today, all that had turned into Zach taking Kate out to play tennis. She couldn't believe that was something that was actually happening in her life, but she wasn't objecting. They needed to make the most of the time they had with each other all face to face, since she was heading back to Fandom tonight, and tennis just sounded like fun. And she happened to even own a white tennis outfit, as he found out when he came to pick her up, since she was just pulling a coat on when she opened the door. She'd had to hurry when she'd seen him pull up to their driveway; she didn't really feel like inviting him into her house yet. He should've just been glad she didn't exit her house even quicker or they may have been a collision.

( Of tennis and money. )

[ooc: NFB, NFI, OOC-okay! Taken from USoT S02E10 'Open House'. I'm also quietly modding the weather in the midwest for my own nefarious purposes, bwahahaa.]

By now, things had pretty much gone back to normal. Bobby was back, Kate had got her sleeping pattern straightened out, she'd given away the rest of her muffins before they started being the main part of her diet, and she had a date tonight. Actually, things weren’t just normal; they were even pretty good.

Kate was listening to music as she finished putting on make-up. Extra care went into covering up the mark on her forehead. She couldn’t remember if she’d ever been as aware of her bangs as she had this week. Damn accident.

But that wasn’t going to put a damper on her mood. She had a cute outfit on, and she was going to have fun.


[ooc: Posted for the guy picking her up, but open to all before that!]