Jan 08, 2010 16:38
Kate had told Warren she'd flown away from the crazy when she'd come to Fandom.
Now she'd started to realize that actually, leaving home had merely been a jump off the top of a figurative building. Sure, she'd gotten some distance between herself and the mess at home. But now the mess inside her was starting to seep out.
Her wings weren't working yet. She was still falling.
It wasn't exactly the easiest of thoughts to deal with, so today was a very good day to come down to the dance studio, to concentrate on her body and to get her mind to shut the hell up.
Later in the day, she had plans with Jason. For hanging out in his room. This could easily mean talking, or a massive make-out session, or a fight, or something else. She had no particular vision for what she wanted to happen; she'd deal with whatever it turned out to be when it was that time.
But it wasn't that time yet. Some mellow electro pop was playing, and Kate was at the barre. Focused.
[ooc: As always, post is open for all your gym/dance studio/Kate-bothering needs. SP warning for the next couple of hours, though. I'm around!]
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