ichbineindamon (ichbineindamon) wrote in oh_marvelous, @ 2013-08-17 22:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | z: om1: !complete, z: om1: character: kitty pryde, z: om1: location: new york, z: om1: past character: kurt wagner 02 |
From here the caravans are kids toys and I can hold them all in my palm
Characters: Kurt and Kitty
Setting: Kitty's Apartment
Content: Nothing questionable that I know of yet
Summary: Kitty and Kurt have things to talk about
The summer was nearly over, a fact that Kurt was not too happy about. Only a few weeks of peace left. Usually he preferred the hustle and bustle of the school year when there was always something to do, but he'd come to appreciate his free time a little more now that he was spending most of it with Kitty. It was nice, he liked it. Hanging around the mostly empty mansion with her, going out to find things to do in the city, whiling away days in her apartment. It was easy and comfortable, like spending time with his best friend with the added bonus of kissing her whenever he wanted. That part was nice, too.
Today, they'd had an entire day in, from the point he'd shown up in the morning to surprise her with coffee and a box of donuts. For the rest of the day they'd watched movies, ordered take out, and played board games. He enjoyed checkers, but he wasn't so great at Scrabble. Now the pair was curled up on on the couch together, flipping through channels without finding much of anything good. He had both his arms around her, his tail idly curling in strands of her hair, feeling drowsy and content.