Dec 23, 2017
Don’t you forget about me
@favchevse
The ball was exhausting-- what with being collected merely hours before, her date disappearing and reappearing at random-- and thankfully it was over. Sadly, it seemed that no one had sent a fleet of taxis over to the venue, so Kitty was left to hoof it. Rude.
Actually... that guy seemed familiar, like maybe she’d seen him standing around. Oh! He was Hotch’s date. The Natasha-like individual. Which didn’t exactly inspire faith. But there was no reason to be rude.
Carefully-- no need to drag her nice dress on the pavement-- she strode over.
“Hey, I don’t think we were introduced. I’m Kitty-- Hotch is staying with me at the moment. And you were his date, if I’m not mistaken?”