This had not been the plan. Kitty knew that she was on a tight schedule and no one could account for what had been going on with the systems that week. Her entire planned broadcast, pre-recorded, had been lost. It wasn't The Midnight Hour, thankfully, and they didn't need to recreate or fake what should have been the slew of call-ins but it was still awkward enough that Kitty was spending far more time putting things back together than should have been necessary. On an ordinary day, in an ordinary week, it all would have been stressful enough.
But with the Moon calling to her and her wolf so eager and clawing at her from within, Kitty was on edge. The word 'stressed' didn't even begin to touch it. Kitty kept checking the time and she realized that they'd finally hit the time where they were going to be cutting it close. Kitty tucked her hair back with fingers that shook a little too hard but she looked at Marisa. "Okay. Let's go," she said, double-checking that her work had been saved and could be queued up. Kitty had eaten through all of the previously created buffer material while she'd been missing Sam and Hope, before she'd been able to pull herself back out of her funk, and that meant that a week of having someone practically tethered to her was not exactly professional.
The blonde grabbed her purse and her car keys, checking in with the intern who was going to run her show that night. "Stiles should be in the apartment and I don't expect things to go weird but-" Kitty paused as someone breezed past them as they walked through the halls of the radio station, lowering her voice. "He should be sticking around and can help. He is used to werewolves." It was still strange, being so open about her status as a werewolf. But they were still connected and it was the full moon - the Wolf Moon, ironically - and Marisa had needed to know the situation. Kitty had been hoping to wake up that morning and have things be back to normal so it was a non-issue. That wasn't her luck. Kitty waved to a familiar security guard before letting them both out into the parking lot where her white SUV sat.
With two flat tires.
Kitty froze. She groaned and pulled out her phone to check the time. They were already cutting it close as it was if there had been traffic. Waiting for a tow? Calling a ride share? Kitty chewed on her lower lip and looked at the other woman. "We're in trouble," she said. "We won't make it back to the apartment in time. I need ideas. More, I need ideas that you're comfortable with. I've done Lake Merced and the park there before and didn't run into issues but-" She went quiet again and moved closer to Marisa, herding them both closer to the SUV for a modicum of privacy. "I don't know anything as the wolf. She isn't me, not really. And she's not dangerous because she'd rather just be left alone but I need to know if you're okay with traipsing through greenery." Not there was going to be much of an option.