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@katerinaroy
"Oh…Um…maybe I can try?" she tried not to laugh at her facial expressions. Katherine walked over to the stove and looked around for any signs of something being stuck inside the burner.
"Be my guest, love." Katerina looked on, amused at how dumb she probably was coming off. "It's honestly a lost cause."
It's Saturday..
I’m Chase. I’ve been here like my whole life, but I just recently got back, you know, going out and exploring.
"I'm Katerina." She bluntly stared at Chase, intrigued. "Where were you exploring?"
Katie laughed and bumped hips with her, “I’ll help! What are you making? Or maybe I should say…attempting to make?”
Katerina grimaced. "Would it be bad if I said that I was literally trying to boil water for tea and that my stovetop just fucking flipped out? Or should I lie and say it's something dumb like I was trying to make tortellini or some shit?"
It's Saturday..
I never really thought of it that way, maybe now it’ll actually do a little something for me.
Katerina scrutinized the young man. He didn't smell human. "What's your name? I don't think I've seen you around before."
Are you really that bad of a cook?
"You didn't know? I burn water." Katerina shook her head, laughing at herself.
It's Saturday..
Oh, that sounds fucking amazing right now. I have some back at my place, doesn’t really do much to me, but it’s the fact that I can smoke it and feel a little good that matters.
"I know how you feel. Sometimes it doesn't do much for me either but I smoke it anyways. The action of smoking tricks my mind, you know?"
"My stove just had a meltdown. So did I."
It's Saturday..
Who is planning something awesome to do? Because sitting in on a Saturday night is way too lame for me.
I wanted to go get stoned honestly, but I'm pretty sure there's no where to get bud around here.
Corner Store Connection || Evan and Kat
Evan laughed at the woman’s response. “I’m Evan,” she replied, taking Kat’s hand to shake it. “You’ve got an odd assortment of stuff in there,” she commented, gesturing towards the woman’s basket. “What’re you planning on doing with it?” Evan’s eyes fell onto the vodka and she smirked approvingly. She stuck her hands in her pockets, slouching slightly. Kat intrigued her, the woman’s eyes seemed to hold within them some strange, subliminal secret. Evan gazed into them, and it took her a while to realize she was staring. The teenager grudgingly ripped her eyes away, letting them fall onto the ground. She smiled sheepishly, pushing her messy hair out of her face. “What are you doing tonight?”
"Nice to meet you," Kat flashed a dazzling smile at the other woman. She winked at Evan, acknowledging the smirk at the cheap vodka. Evan was fascinating in a sort of bad-girl, horror story kind of way. Katerina was completely captured by it. As they locked eyes for more than five seconds, Kat knew it wasn't just her. When you maintain eye contact with someone for six seconds it's not because you just like their outfit. Even after Evan tore her eyes away, Kat kept staring. She liked the way that Evan used her hands to tuck away her hair, fingernails bitten to the quick. "Tonight?" Kat mused. "I was thinking about getting totally smashed by myself," she gestured to the vodka bottle. "What about you? Doing anything interesting?"
I haven't been able to stop smiling.
Katie watched as her friend struggled to tell her about her loved one. It was always hard whether they were alive or not. She reached over and embraced her in a hug. “I’m sorry…death is always hard,” she said quietly. She didn’t want to say anything wrong that could possibly trigger Katerina. Every part inside of Katherine that was still human, hated see her like this.
Kat had never really told anyone before about loosing Nate. She decided not to mention that he had been killed- murdered by Jinx. She sighed, and let the closure of telling someone wash over her. "Thanks," she told her friend while in the hug. She smiled without humor. "It was my fault for bringing him into this world. I was selfish, and I knew he wouldn't recover, but I did it anyway."
Fall in the Air ► Elijah and Kat
Elijah sat under the branches of an old cypress tree near the center of the park as darkness fell across Missing Mile. He was sketching on a drawing pad haphazardly spread across his lap. It didn’t even appear as if the vampire was aware of what he was drawing, but the pencil moved effortlessly across the vanilla colored paper. “This really is the best time of year,” he said, speaking to the person who’d wandered nearby. ”That first feel of Fall in the air, that first cool night after a blistering summer — there is nothing better.”
"You think?" Katerina lazily dragged her signature boots across the newly fallen leaves. "I'm more of a winter chick myself. Fall is so definite, so ending. It's kind of depressing in some ways. All the trees loose their green. Fall is dry. It's not a time for hibernation like winter, or rebirth like spring, or yield like summer. It's a time for loss." Kat was surprised that had came out of her mouth, it was so deep. Normally she could joke around more. But something about the man beside her made her think.
I haven't been able to stop smiling.
With all the happiness aside, she could hear a tone in Katerina’s voice change. It was sadder, unlike anything she had heard her voice say before. Kat was outgoing and wild, even sarcastic and bitchy at times. But that’s what made her, her. That’s why Katie was friends with her. But this tone, it immediately changed the air in between them. “Do you want to talk about it?”
"I mean it was a lifetime ago. I mean actually. You weren't born yet." Katerina paused, the memories coming back after being suppressed for so long. "It was the 50s when I first moved to America," she explained. "I married him in '71 and that was that. He was human. I guess I thought it would last forever."
I haven't been able to stop smiling.
"He makes me…feel alive. I’ve never felt like this in my whole entire life," she smiled and laughed like a little school girl who was talking about her crush. Katie sighed when she hugged Katerina. Her friend seemed to be the only one who understood. Ren on the other hand had seemed quite jealous.
"You're such a dork," Katerina scoffed. But really, she was happy for her friend. She was happy with her. It was nice to see love in a honeymoon stage again. Kat was always such a pessimist but the adoring for Matthew came off of Katherine in waves and Katerina couldn't resist. She sighed. "I had someone like that once."
I haven't been able to stop smiling.
Katherine laughed and covered her face, embarrassed. “God…I’m really starting to think that…I love him.” She uncovered her face and smiled gently. “I love him, Kat.”
"Oh honey," Katerina smiled with mock-pity, "You're so far gone!" Giggling, she pulled her friend in for a hug. "But really, I'm glad you've found someone."
Corner Store Connection || Evan and Kat
Evan whipped around, startled by the sudden sound of loud footsteps. “The fuck…?” She lifted her eyes to see a small brunette noisily picking things off of the corner store shelves. She smiled beside herself. Evan moved over to the next isle, and from there she got a better look at the odd brunette. She was pretty; her pale skin provided a nice contrast against her dark hair and make-up smeared eyes of some indescribable color. Evan did what she thought was a smooth double-take, quickly looking down when her eyes met the stranger’s. “Fuck,” she thought, biting her lip. The teenager shrugged, looking back towards the woman. A cocky smirk played at Evan’s lips and she raised her eyebrows in a flirtatiously condescending manner. “Having a little trouble over there?”
Katerina looked thoughtfully at the young woman next to her. She filled with appreciation for her fashion sense and then for her beauty. Kat was shocked at how attractive the human was and she could almost smell the sass coming off of her in waves. This was her kind of girl. Katerina smirked slightly as she made eye contact with the brunette who had greenish grey eyes, striking in a very subtle manner. The way she bit her lip was something out of a book, something Kat had only read about. She let her smirk become a smile of blinding white teeth. "Not any more," she responded with the cliché, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Katerina stuck out her hand, very much wanting to touch the girl. "I'm Kat."
It's Not Home || Rayn and Katerina
Rayn had taken quite the liking toward the inner part of the town and it’s petite shops and homes, the contrast quite vivid to her home ten miles out of town. The shapeshifter spent the past few days wandering the area she never quite ventured into and found herself in a bar and grill on the city’s main drag. She sat in a booth in a darkened corner, nibbling on her lunch as she paged through the scarce text messages she sent to her aging father back home in Georgia, the thought of him bringing tears to her hazel hues. Granted, she loved Missing Mile and it’s homey feel yet to her; it wasn’t home. It was just a place she stumbled into on a whim, and it most likely would never be home.
Augusta was always beautiful in Autumn, rich colors and luke-warm days and breezy nights. Home to her was the smell of her father’s cologne and homemade bread while her and her father lounged by the fire. Sighing deeply, Rayn wiped her eyes and scent a short text message to her father, sipping at her tea. ”Hi, Daddy. It’s just me. I’m safe, and I’ll send you photos sooner or later of the place I bought. I hope you’re proud of me. -R.”
Katerina had been sipping at a whiskey at the bar of the only restaurant that the town had to offer on the main street. Even though it was only the afternoon, Kat needed something to spice up her day. It was so dull. She wasn't making enough to keep paying for her steady supply of alcohol cravings. The solution was simple. Go get a drink. Or two drinks. Or maybe seven. Drown out the dreary town and maybe go get high at Lost Souls that Saturday night.
She noticed the girl in a corner booth wiping tears from her eyes. Her face was ghostly illuminated by her cell phone with which she was punching in a text message. Kat took her glass and slid into the booth next to the girl, walking across the bar and grill well in her stiletto boots. "Whoever is making you cry isn't worth shit," she told the girl.
