MHA #10- Saturday morning

[throughaphase]

Clint had come over last night, which was more than okay in Kitty's book, though it did pose a slight problem this morning. She'd been just awake enough when she rolled over to realize that something felt off- which a person might get used to after spending enough time in Fandom- and then there'd been a peek under the covers which hadn't gone the way she wanted it to, and now Kitty hated life again.

At least she had clothes in the closet from the last time this had happened, and maybe she could get to them before Clint woke up? And maybe she could just spend the rest of the weekend sitting in there?


[For the other boy in the bed.]

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[so_hawkward]

Kitty might have gotten away if it wasn't for the fact that Clint was far more cuddly in his sleep than he was when he was conscious, and her shifting around was enough to get him to start to wake up. "Morning," he said, smiling and reaching for her blindly.