The Parking Lot, Wednesday Afternoon

[rebelseekspizza]

Roadtrip time next week. It was an exciting prospect, but it did mean one thing: Dante leaving his bike behind on Fandom for a while, so they could rent a car that would (hopefully) not inspire Anders to vomit

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[not_every_mage]

Dante's phone failed to respect his special time with his bike as it beeped with a text from Anders.

am on lunch break, want to eat together?

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante sighed, sitting up when he felt his phone buzz. He pulled it out of his pocket and squinted at it.

... fine, he could get back to the bike later.

sure chinese r pizza

Presumably there were also other takeout options, but Dante was choosing not to think about them.

[not_every_mage]

pizza's fine, Anders returned. He wasn't particularly bothered either way, and he knew where Dante's heart was. where r u?

(So maybe he wanted to have some time checking in with Dante, too.)

[rebelseekspizza]

lookin after the bike, Dante texted, patting the saddle after he was done. (It was soothing, okay.) at lot

[spin_kick_snap]

Kathy hadn't meant to intrude on Dante's bike time, she really hadn't. But the island had started feeling confining again, so she'd headed over to Baltimore to for the morning.

She'd crossed the Causeway singing some forgettable pop song someone had used as a ringtone, not noticing Dante until she was practically on top of him. "Oh shit! Dante!" A+ friendly greeting there, Kathy. "I mean, hi. Sorry, you kind of startled me."

But she hadn't immediately clacked her teeth at him, so...progress?

[rebelseekspizza]

"By standing still?" Dante asked.

Though he'd shifted out of the way just so when she'd come near, so it wasn't like she'd done any harm.

[spin_kick_snap]

"I didn't realize anyone was out here," she admitted. "And I was kind of off in my own thoughts."

Trying to remember all the words to a song that had come out just before she'd died. It was weird how certain things stayed with you, like the memory of Nick's last assignment with the agency before he'd quit to take on zombies full-time. It had been soothing the ego of a young popstar who was upset her interview had gotten canceled to promote her new single. The single had been released about three days before the popstar had gotten bit by a fan and here Kathy was singing it, knowing she'd released two others over the year.

Nothing earth-shattering about her thoughts, but still weird.

"Wasn't paying attention. Sorry."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante shook his head, let out a snort, and poked her gently in the forehead. "So now what's going on in there?"