Since Thursday Kitty had 1. found out
a past version of her had died here, 2. found out that her sex life was all over the internet, 3. had her powers go wonky again
, 4. had her bar turned into a strip club
, 5. saw Derek
strip which was fine but also really weird, 6. dealt with Stiles
being possessed, 7. gotten stabbed, 8. gotten hit on or something by her boyfriend's roommate
, and 9. according to radio it looked like she'd gotten cheated on. Oh, and 10. now she had to find a new gym.
So Sunday had Kitty basically saying fuck this weekend, she was not leaving her apartment for any other horrible things to happen. And so the first part of her day was spent alternating eating ice cream, trying to watch Meg Ryan movies from her sofa in a position that didn't aggravate the gaping wound in her side, and if any squirrels said there'd been any tears today they were damn liars.
And then just like that, the pain in her side was gone. After a couple minutes she finally got up to go into the bathroom to take off the bandage and see that yes, it was totally healed, and then she went directly back to the couch (through the wall, thank god) to flop more comfortably on it. [Open!]