Starbuck (starbucky) wrote in halcyon_halls, @ 2008-01-02 23:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | kat, starbuck |
Week One: Wednesday, April 3rd, 2007
Who: Starbuck and Kat
When: Wednesday night, April 3rd
Where: Kitchens
What: They need to talk.
Find Kat. How the fuck was he supposed to just find her?
When Starbuck returned from the pool, having worked with Cassandra on the whole swimming thing, he went back to his room and quickly changed into some clean clothes. Loose and ragged jeans with a simple grey t-shirt did the job. He grabbed a hoodie just in case his search for Kat took him outside.
First he checked her room. But, after a few knocks, and a minute or two of waiting to be caught and told to scram, he decided she wasn't in there. Next he checked out the library. Kat was a studious girl, but no sign of her in there. Maybe she was having trouble thinking of school today as well. Now where to look? He thought over all the things she'd said to him the past two days. Didn't she mention something about wanting a milkshake? Hell, if she wasn't in the kitchens, he could at least get some food for himself. He was hungry after all.
As he walked into the kitchens, he heard noise. And as he came around the corner of the row of cabinetry, he spotted the short blond. "Hey..." he said simply, walking over to the island in the middle of the room and leaning his back against it. "So... you really did want a milkshake. Should have known." But, really, how could he? With Kat, you never knew if she was fucking with you or being totally serious. And that was why he was here tonight, to find out if she'd been fucking with him the night before, or if she really did miss him. He wasn't sure which he preferred. Neither would make his life any easier, so maybe it didn't matter. Either way, he wanted an answer. He needed one so he could figure out his next move.
Starbuck looked to his side and saw an overflowing bowl of fruit. He snatched up a pear and bit into it. Food for thought.