MacGregor House, Night
It'd been six months -- or so, anyway -- since Tamsin had wound up in Boston and she'd spent much of it being as unobtrusive as possible. And spending a surprising amount of time with Mikhail, since he was the other one that Dani's daughters didn't seem to like terribly much. What other time she had was spent working with Gwen and Owen and the rest of the group they'd rounded up to work on the science end.
It'd been a long day at that and really, she was tired of listening to Gwen and Owen's bickering. Especially since they all knew it was just going to end up with Gwen and Owen shagging each other angrily and she didn't need reminders that she no longer had a sex life. Especially since she lived on the same floor as the person that made up one half of the aforementioned sex life she no longer had.
So of course, as Tamsin made her way down the hallway with a bottle of booze (one of the scouting parties had brought it back for her) and a book she'd dug up from some where, she ran into Kitty. "Uh, hey."