vanillajello: (What the hell are you saying?)
"...Dammit."

Some weeks ago, Kate had had a little accident with glitter. Namely, she'd dumped a containerful of it in one of her desk drawers. She'd tried to clean it all up, but it was like the drawer was generating more of it by itself, and so she'd given up and just avoided using anything in the drawer until she absolutely had to.

Well, now that time had come, because she was packing and wanted to take a certain sketchbook back to her mom. And it happened to be in that drawer, and so she’d taken it out and yeah. Now there seemed to be glitter all over everything, and especially her hands, which just made it spread more.

But whatever. Glitter wasn't the end of the world. She was going to get everything packed now, glitterified or not, and then maybe head into town for a massive DDR session later. It was her last day at Fandom before a week in Overland Park; she wasn't about to let that get ruined.


[ooc: Open door & post, last chance to talk to her face-to-face before she goes to Kansas. I'm around on and off all day.]
vanillajello: (On the computer.)
Kate was a mess. A little bit. In a vague, numb way. Not that she would be showing that to people.

It had been a pretty long week; filled with thinking she was insane, and Christmas shopping, and talking about ballet, and theater, and people unexplainably falling madly in love, and sleeping with several blankets and wearing many many layers because her roommate was making their room cold.

Despite having made two separate trips to the mainland within a week, a part of her wanted to just follow Jack’s lead and get the hell off the island for the weekend. But it was only a week until she’d go back to Kansas for Christmas. Might as well stick it out on the island until then. There was a party on Sunday and everything.

And now she’d found a bunch of photos she’d forgotten about on her computer. They were from the spring, and featured a lot of people she hadn't seen or talked to in a while. Her girlfriends back in Kansas (and such awesome friends they were, having lost contact with her pretty much straight after she moved to Fandom), people from school, Gene, Benjamin. Seemed like half a lifetime away.

She looked at the pictures, comparing her life then to her life now. Deciding which was better wasn't an easy thing to do.


[ooc: Open door, open post!]
vanillajello: (Sleepyhead.)
Kate had woken up with the knowledge that this was the day she'd reveal who the father of her unborn child was, and that she’d confront him about it.

Sure, she had no recollection of ever doing a pregnancy test, or even having sex with the guy, but she didn’t question any of this; she just knew. She was pregnant, he was the father, end of story.

She was going off-island later, to meet her dealer to get drugs for the multiple personality disorder she was desperately trying to hide, and maybe to do some Christmas shopping. But right now she sat down at her desk to write an important letter.

Dear Jason, she began,
I'm pregnant. It's yours.

She thought about it for a moment, then added, Yes, I'm sure.

Then she hesitated to confess something, and eventually went into a coma. )


[ooc: Yeah, Kate's in a coma all weekend. Due to weird non-realistic soap logic, she'll stay in her room during this time.

Door and post open (as mentioned in the brainstorming post) for your comatose bedside confessionals and drama and whatever but no coma sex omg. I'm not around to interact, but I'm pretty reachable through email. There'll be another post tomorrow, and it won’t be this tl;dr.]
vanillajello: (Eating.)
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!]

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