vanillajello: (Darkness and light.)
Kate hadn't gone back to the cabins after work. She hadn't even gone to Caritas to see whether Nathan was working his shift. No, she'd portalled out to their original flavor mainland and come here, to the spot with the trees and the lake. The weather wasn't the greatest it could have been but at least she wasn't caught in a storm.

And maybe she would've liked one. The day had been long, and she was feeling off-balance in a way that not even idle chatter over the phone with her aunt (in response to a voicemail Charmaine had left for her) had been able snap her out of. Her head just wasn't on straight, and that was why she was here. This had always been a happy place, and this was a good place to take a moment and breathe.

She wasn't sure what she was intending to do later. She figured she'd go back to the island, at least, but perhaps to crash at the dorms just for the night, instead of the cabins. She would've gone to Kansas for the night if she'd thought she'd get away with it. Maybe next week.

Rummaging around her bag, she found she had no more cigarettes, and wondered if this wouldn't just be the perfect time to quit.

[ooc: NFB but open for contact via phone and/or if you know where this place is.]
vanillajello: (Needs moar coffee.)
As soon as Kate had woken up all normal and seventeen again, she'd taken off.

No, she wasn't particularly proud of that, but it had felt necessary at that particular moment. She'd needed to feel like a borderline adult again, and that meant doing shit on her own because she could. Not that her weetiny seven-year-old self hadn't done quite a bit of that as well, since her parents hadn't been around and Bod wasn't quite enough of an authority figure. But this was different, this was her reasserting control over herself and her life. She loved going out on her own and answering to no one, just like she loved living out here, away from Kansas, away from a daily life full of alters and minor instability. Right? Right.

Except right now, she missed her family like crazy. She didn't know what to do with that feeling.

She'd found a café that looked nice enough and settled at a table by the window with her gigantic cup of coffee and an equally oversized muffin. She'd just... sit here and eat and drink and think, for a while.

[ooc: Yes, post be open for calls, texts, randomly dropping by, whathaveyou. ETA: Aaand of course this was always NFB due to being off-island.]
vanillajello: (Needs moar coffee.)
Yesterday, Kate had finally ended up at Zach's apartment after a restaurant date. The place was much like him: neat, tidy, mature. The kind of place that had made her glad for her desicion to wear the blouse that she had, and for the ability to block out any annoying commentary her memories may have provided about that not being her. She could be whoever she chose to be.

She hadn't stayed the night. No particular reason, really. She could've, she just hadn't felt like it. It wasn't because of that one awkward moment, that thing he'd done, not knowing there were apparently places you did not kiss without warning on girls with severe vampire issues. She'd explained her flinching away as her neck being ticklish and had tried not to think about it during the things that followed.

She'd left before it got to be too late, saying there was family stuff she'd promised to help with, and they'd agreed to meet up at one of the Yogohut places this morning, which they had. Free frozen yogurt, what a good way to start the day. She hadn't stayed long though, she'd left again, saying something about an extra shift at the movie theater.

And now she was at this random coffee place with a big cup of their best stuff, occasionally playing with her phone. Just didn't feel like going back to the island yet.

[ooc: NFB due to being off-island, but post is open should you wish to call/text/randomly wander in, yes.]

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