Katy just kind of stared at her phone when he hung up. He'd actually hung up on her? In her biggest hour of need? Who did that? That was just.. so not right.
She sulked for a minute, but is was cold and she soon moved to do what he'd suggested. Or, she tried to. Somehow, she managed to slip on a slick patch and while she was okay, the door she'd open to look ended up somehow shut. And locked. With her keys on the inside.
"Great," she muttered to no one in particular as she tried to pull her (way too thin) coat tighter around herself. "That's... really fucking great."