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[open log] come play with kitty!

characters: Kitty, youu!
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[Laura's walking through the grounds; the only clue that the cold is having an effect is the way she's huddled slightly in her jacket. She had been asleep in the old treehouse in the woods. It had rained a little earlier, and the sound had woken her up. She walks onto the path most students takes to jog; she had heard Kitty's footfalls.

She isn't really up to talking to Kitty after not being seen more or less for days now, but she looks up towards her friend's coming figure anyway, hands stuffed in her pockets.]

Hi.

Edited 2010-11-09 06:52 (UTC)

[Laura has a way of sneaking up on Kitty that never fails to surprise. She's looking down at the ground, trying to pace herself when her roommate appears. She's startled when her gaze falls upwards and Laura's there, because she's been worried. Really worried. Their room definitely isn't the same without her hanging around it more, so much that Kitty has been avoiding it as well - it just doesn't feel like home with Laura away so much.] Hi. [She stops running, a few feet between them, but can't think of anything to say for a moment while she catches her breath.] Are you - Are you all right?

[Laura's not so socially inept to realize avoiding Kitty has been wrong. It has probably hurt her feelings, because they are friends. That's why Laura's eyes fall to the ground when Kitty says hi, and stay there.

She opens her mouth to answer the question, and it's only when she does that she realizes why she's been avoiding Kitty. She has not wanted to have to to talk about how she has been feeling. Kitty would ask. She would want to talk about it.]

I am fine. How are you?

[Kitty's knows she's not fine. She understands that, but what she can't understand is why she's closing herself off like this - It's not healthy for her, nor is it for anyone who cares about Laura.] I'm...okay. [She'd be a lot better if Laura had spent the night in their room, safe and sound.] Are you cold? [Cause Kitty's already pulling off one of her scarves she's bundled in, and holds it out to her roommate.]

I am okay. [Laura says this very softly, but she reaches out a hand, her fingers curling around the soft fabric anyway. Her head bows down further, her brows furrow. She doesn't know what to say. It's cold and dark and lifeless kind of weather right now, and the way she knows Kitty is looking at her makes her feel quite the same way. She is a bad friend. She is... a bad person. And not because she is bad, but simply because she's not good at being like everyone else. Thinking like them, feeling like them, acting like them.

There's something she's supposed to do now, but she doesn't know what. All her life she was trained to feel nothing, and sometimes Laura is sure she feels too much. And right now she feels too much, and everything inside of her is crippled under that weight. Under the guilt and loneliness she feels.]

Edited 2010-11-10 02:40 (UTC)

[Kitty stands still for a moment, feeling the strongest urge to give her friend a hug. It's like she's watching Laura feeling like she's miles away even though she's right there. If only she would speak of what was making her feel as if she had to punish herself like this - then maybe Kitty might be able to understand.] Do you...want to talk about it? [Kitty asks this very quietly, even though part of her already knows the answer. Laura has repeatedly said she's fine, okay, and that seems to be all she's going to get.] You don't even have to say what's bothering you - I'm just worried. It's too cold out here. [Kitty pauses, biting her lip] And I miss you.

I have lived in worse. [She says this quietly, evenly. This is the truth. It is a better response than silence, perhaps. She doesn't want to talk about it. She... can't, and it's so hard. Her fingers dig deeper into the scarf, and she looks down at the friendly offering blankly. It reminds her of her first day here, when Kitty had loaned her a sweater.

She doesn't know what to say. Maybe that she is sorry. That she misses Kitty too. She misses Meg. She misses Bobby. She misses Logan. It is harder. It's harder pushing people away than it is avoiding them in the first place.]

[Maybe she has - and it makes Kitty shudder to think of how worse that could be - but it doesn't mean Laura needs to make herself suffer now.] Why don't you come inside? I can make you tea and Meg will be up soon - we can eat breakfast and get you warmed up. [Kitty holds her hand out for Laura's, smiling a little even though there's a lump in her throat, because it hurts to see her friend like this.]

I have made you sad. I'm sorry. [Laura says this softly, her wide eyes blinking, perhaps too fast to ward off tears not even she recognizes nor understands. She can nearly smell the sadness on Kitty, hear the strange tone and wavers to her voice.

Still, she does not run. She doesn't turn to walk away. This is not like Megan and her mother, is it? There is no one to protect Kitty from. No one but Laura herself, and right now she doesn't want to hurt her friend. It is... not right.

Her fingers raise, cold and numb from the coming winter, and find Kitty's.]

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