There was definitely something wilder about Dex now. Not that she’d ever really been one Katherine would describe as tame, but nonetheless. The slight resistance, the near breaking of contact, led Katherine to think what she tended to think about most of her old friends- something had happened, something dark. This was still the girl who landed them in the principal’s office an ungodly amount of times, but more… survivalist.
“You know,” Katherine started, on instinct wanting to reach out and wipe Dex’s tears, a thing that had most definitely happened when they were younger. The only thing that stopped her was that adults weren’t very… affectionate here. Katherine reached up to pat Dex’s hand for a moment, then dropped her hands in front of her stomach, fingers laced. “Words are hard.”
Katherine couldn’t help but continue nodding, “I mean, it’s one of those cosmic things…” She said with a laugh, “Both were in Chicago then we both ended up here, today.” She put both her hands to her face, hoping that it would cool some of the heat in her cheeks, but probably not. Most definitely not.
“God, I’ve got to ask, I know its cliche, lazy, lame, feel free to stop me at any point but- where’ve you been?” Katherine asked, trying to ignore the slight crack in her voice at the end of her question. “I… Dex can I get a hug, I know we haven’t seen one another in literal years but, god, god, I’ve missed you too.”
When she calmed down- or at least, managed to make her mind some semblance of calm, rather than the back and forth chaos, she was able to look at Kat, really look at her. She was amazed at how right it felt to be there with her, how something just clicked in her chest and she wanted to burst into tears like a little child being told that it was going to be alright.
She wasn’t crying. She so wasn’t crying still, she just had something in her eye. Like sadness and a few years of repressed need for a connection to the outside world, to another person- she pulled Kat into a tight hug, pressing her face against her shoulder and letting out a sound that was part sobbing and part laughter-
“Where have I been? Where have you been- oh my god, Kat,” It was hardly a question, she wouldn’t really ask where Kat had been since she didn’t want to tell what she herself had been doing. How did you tell an old girlfriend- not really an ex, but someone she’d known before, how did you easily tell her that you’d been living the life of a raccoon? Hiding in the forest, scavenging around in the dump. Avoiding people, avoiding life, and now she was trying to do something? Do what? What was she doing here?
“I mean- I dunno, I’ve been around. Here and there. Well, more there then here,” She’d pulled away again by this point, gesturing awkwardly with her hands. She wasn’t entirely sure what she felt now, that the initial burst of joy at seeing her old friend was fading. Mostly she was just glad that she’d been able to shower the day before, and that her clothes were clean, more or less.
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