An Ice Creamery, Baltimore, Early Tuesday Evening
Kate suspected that she was probably never going to stop hearing about how she’d brought her boyfriend to ballet class with her.
Her instructor was like that. The lady was fond of teasing.
But other than that, it had been a pretty normal class, and by now, Kate really didn’t care about any of that. She had an insane ice cream thing in front of her, a bowl with cherry and chocolate and vanilla ice cream, with sprinkles and some chocolate sauce on top.
And she had a spoon, and good company, and grin on her face. (And hardly any of that lurking fear remained.) Really, it had turned out to be a far better day than she'd expected.
"I think I'm gonna be feeling pretty sick after I finish this."
[ooc: For the boy there with her. NFB due to being off-island.]
Her instructor was like that. The lady was fond of teasing.
But other than that, it had been a pretty normal class, and by now, Kate really didn’t care about any of that. She had an insane ice cream thing in front of her, a bowl with cherry and chocolate and vanilla ice cream, with sprinkles and some chocolate sauce on top.
And she had a spoon, and good company, and grin on her face. (And hardly any of that lurking fear remained.) Really, it had turned out to be a far better day than she'd expected.
"I think I'm gonna be feeling pretty sick after I finish this."
[ooc: For the boy there with her. NFB due to being off-island.]