It was finally morning. And there was a box of junk on the kitchen table. In said box, there was a charred copy of Dr Shoshanna Schoenbaum's book You Becoming You, a red plastic poncho that had been sliced to shreds, and two empty cans of crab. See, as Tara had explained, once they'd all gathered for some... pretty early morning coffee after a night of not so great sleep, Bryce had been coming out for a while now. As had become apparent, he'd been the one responsible for the crab surprise in the soup. But, he'd also burned Shoshanna's book and apparently stabbed Gimme's poncho full of holes. And done something to Chicken. Tara couldn't really say what.
And now Chicken, Gimme, and Shoshanna were all just gone.
Tara was acting really remarkably chill, considering it had also come to light that Bryce had been making her throw up the pills she'd been taking to keep him down. She seemed like things were pretty normal, by their standards. Nothing like when she'd been running to the bathroom to throw up the night before. Kate found it a bit worrisome. Moreso than Charmaine's nonchalance. That was just the kind of repression that ran in the family.
Of course Kate wasn't going to get to feel any of that for long, because while they were having their coffee and their tea, she got a call to go into work to cover for yet another shift. And since her dad and brother were coming home in a matter of hours, she said yes. Maybe out of being selfish and getting out of this whole environment for a while.
So, she'd gone back over to the other house for a change of clothes and whatnot, leaving Luke with the Craine ladies for a moment. She knew he could handle it by now. At least they were both themselves right now.
"Sorry we're so full of exciting happenings," Charmaine drawled, giving the box of assorted Bryce memorabilia an idle nudge.
[ooc: NFB, and for that guy who's still here! Fandomized from USoT S03E10 'Train Wreck'. Warning for... I don't even know what so let's just say dark themes related to mental health.]