( Well. Maybe they can find that out later. Who knows how the future will progress.
She may be a lot of things, but prude isn't among them. Especially not when the city's foods and drinks do such a good job at pushing away all the weight that Kate normally wallows in. She feels light, like there's more to life than all the shit she usually obsesses over. There's a freedom to being in a city where her past is irrelevant and everything's a blank slate.
There's freedom to being able to kiss this guy, as sweet and normal as he seems, and actually know that she'll remember it all in the morning, because whatever magic they serve here doesn't seem to lead to all the other signs of intoxication that usually come. Her movements are as deliberate as usual, controlled and conscious as her fingers slowly wind their way into his hair and Kate can't quite resist the second it takes to pull back and murmur against his lips: )
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She may be a lot of things, but prude isn't among them. Especially not when the city's foods and drinks do such a good job at pushing away all the weight that Kate normally wallows in. She feels light, like there's more to life than all the shit she usually obsesses over. There's a freedom to being in a city where her past is irrelevant and everything's a blank slate.
There's freedom to being able to kiss this guy, as sweet and normal as he seems, and actually know that she'll remember it all in the morning, because whatever magic they serve here doesn't seem to lead to all the other signs of intoxication that usually come. Her movements are as deliberate as usual, controlled and conscious as her fingers slowly wind their way into his hair and Kate can't quite resist the second it takes to pull back and murmur against his lips: )
Hair's not bad either.
( Because what is not being a smartarse? )