Kitty had been going through some things. Pretty much everyone that had been around had to have known it by now. She was moving on, though. She didn't have much of a choice in the matter, really. She couldn't stay hung up on Mike forever. Sure, she still thought about him, and maybe she was even tempted to text or call him a few times. She was doing good, though. She was trying to keep busy. This morning she'd gone on a run and though she had pushed herself pretty hard it had really helped. She felt better after the run. She was going to have to get back into a routine. She was going to have to keep herself doing things that were healthy. She wasn't going to wallow, most of all.
Kitty had never thought this would be how she'd end up when she had first arrived in Lawrence. She hadn't even thought that she'd be here this long. It was still a bit of a shock to her system. Now, she was at the point that this place had become normal for her. She wasn't expecting that she would leave for quite some time, honestly. This was home. As bizarre as it was, she was home. She had friends here that she cared about, she had continued living. That was what you did. There was an advantage to the complex existing, though. It made things so much easier, honestly. If the complex hadn't existed Kitty wasn't sure what she would have done, honestly. She was glad for everything that she had gone through here, a lot of it had been eye opening and it hadn't been as hard as it could have been. Being here was definitely interesting.
In her attempt to keep herself busy, Kitty had kept busy. First, she'd spent a few hours dancing. It had been difficult because it made her think of home and it made her think of Mike, but the soreness that had settled into her after she'd finished felt wonderful. Her stomach was sore as were her legs and it was familiar. It was on a whim that Kitty had decided she wanted to go out and get something for lunch. She'd just donned a simple pair of jeans along with a black shirt and her favorite green hoodie to head out. She didn't think that she had anyone to impress while she was getting lunch. The music she'd heard had been what had caused her to choose the path she did. In fact, the music distracted her from her original goal.
Hearing the music put a smile on her face. She didn't really know everything about music, but she knew what sounded good and what she could dance too. She could tell that it wasn't playing on a radio, though. It had to be live. It sounded familiar too. Kitty stopped a moment, some of her hair falling into her face as she looked around. It only took a moment to spot the guy that was playing the music. She could see his guitar case in front of him. He was playing for money; Kitty couldn't help but feel bad. She didn't even think as she made a beeline for him. As she walked, Kitty found herself reaching into her purse, pulling out a few bills. As she finally approached him, Kitty bent and dropped the bills into the open guitar case, smiling at him. That was the moment the song name came to her mind. It was almost funny when she thought about the current situation of so many. "Great song." Kitty couldn't help but sway a bit to the music. "You're really good." She didn't think anything of making conversation with the stranger. It was more likely that a demon would attempt to sneak up on her than anything else. Sure, she still had the fear, but she was trying not to think about her experience with being kidnapped. It was better for her to just...stay away from that as far as she was concerned.
As she looked at the guy sitting behind the guitar case Kitty couldn't help but think that he looked familiar. "You look really familiar..." It escaped before she could even think and then it hit her like a ton of bricks. "Are you...Arthur? Didn't we butt heads on the communication boards?" Kitty asked because she was a little confused. Arthur hadn't seemed the type that sat outside playing the guitar...