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When: Late Morning
Where: Clove's room
Who: Kat and Clove

The day after a full moon Kat was usually always up early. Since they weren't "supposed" to leave the school, she usually crashed early and caught up on some sleep. Oh yeah, she led a pretty wild life. Whew! So she was up and bumming around her room just chilling and watching some cartoons. Breakfast was considered as an option but she was lazy so she flipped on her computer instead. Oo what was this? Her lips curled into a wicked smile as she read probably her most favorite thing ever. So, Frankie was a giant slut now huh? And she had had the audacity to give her crap!? Pshaw. At least Kat hadn't given her first time up in front of an audience AND had been dating the guy. Kat: 986675789 Frankie: 0

Deciding news of this caliber was just too good to leave alone, Kat got dressed and practically ran out of her room. Considering she didn't want to face the wrath of a prematurely woken Clove, a quick stop to the kitchen was in order before she braved the House of Fire. Breakfast burritos seemed to be on the menu for the morning so she grabbed two along with a couple of juice boxes and then headed for the other side of the school. Kat was practically giddy as she made her way through the halls and part of her hoped that she'd run into Frankie along the way. It was almost like Christmas had come early!

When she reached her destination, everything was pretty quiet and it was a cake walk getting into the guys' wing. Poor little weres all tired and blahblahblah. Kat almost decided to stop by Xael's room just to disturb his beauty sleep but got over it in the end. There would be plenty of other opportunities to disturb Xael's slumber since the guy spent a lot of his time sleeping. Right now she had more important things to do and that was cheer up Clove with this fantastic news!

Regardless of whether or not he had locked his door, heh, Kat got it open and bounded into his room. "Wakey, wakey! Hands off snakey!" she called as she set the food down and then hopped onto his bed. Huh, hopefully he wasn't the type to sleep in the nude.

Who: Starbuck and Kat (and some poor bastard who gets his ass beat)
When: evening
Where: Kat's room

Starbuck seriously felt like chucking his computer across the room to smash it against the wall. He also considered finding a baseball bat and going ape shit. But, he didn't do either. Instead, he got up from the desk and stormed out of the room, muttering curses between completely illogical rants about the fight he'd just had with Kat. He considered going straight to her room to tell her off good and proper, but he was too mad. He'd just end up saying something he regretted, and considering the last shit she'd said to him in their journal conversation... she'd likely tell him exactly where to shove it and never speak to him again. No, he needed some time to get his head on straight.

Some people criticized his favorite method of venting, but he found it very therapeutic to attack the punching bag in the gym. He could wail on it for hours, attempt to knock the stuffing out of it, and just keep going until his hands were numb. So, that was where he headed after leaving his room, though he did hit a few walls along the way, causing those he passed to look at him strangely or in fear. He didn't give a shit what they thought. His head was pounding, and hitting random shit was the only thing that helped, though not by much.

When Starbuck reached the gym, he didn't even bother putting on gloves. He just walked straight over to the punching bag and attacked it. For a solid two hours, he slammed his fists into the bag, stopping only every so often to rest his forehead against its smooth surface and breathe deeply, in and out, trying to calm himself. But then the anger would be fanned again upon remembering what all Kat had said.

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