Bah. Movie finished. Got paid. Got into NHS. Got car. Got problems out the wazzooo..
Working on
Kismet again...
“So?”
Seth looked up from his desk. Kate stood at the door, seeming to be poised to turn and leave in any moment. She’d successfully avoided the past three days, since the girls had all gone their separate ways and were traveling around town. He turned his chair to face her.
“We’re talking again, I see.”
With a small sigh, she took another step in. The gash was healing nicely. Her shoulders were a nice new tan color and her cheeks were just a little bit windburnt. She wasbiting her lip in a way that just may drive him nuts.
Lip biting had never seemed attractive to him. Women had gone insane for Clinton for the same reason, he recalled. That was shortly before his brother had broken him out. Kate doing it might cause him to change that idea. He didn’t want to see a train wreck; internally he begged her to stop.
She did.
“What have you decided to do about your little situation?”
He tossed his pen down. “Kate...” he started, but apparently she had other plans. The girl walked determinately over and plunked her purse down.
“Look, you may not want to here this, but you’re going to. No one else knows what you’re dealing with, do they? You know that I can help. So let me,” whatever had caused that hard look in her gaze now softened. “I’m with you in this, if you’ll let me be.
“And don’t worry about before-I said things I shouldn’t have.”
“But they were true.”
“And rude-and don’t interrupt. So tell me what’s going on here.”
So he did.
I've never watched Gray's Anatomy before. My mother does. Then, the 2nd part of the season finale was on and I sat down when I saw the guy from Supernatural was on and I was like, "Ohmygawd this is pretty good. Ohmygawd how many times can he nearly die? And those two have eye sex? And how ugly is the pod doc?" So next season, I will be watching. Sheesh.
And Life with Derek...I've lost it...and I've read one too many Daseys...it only gets me more confused about my own sim. sit.
Ick.