MHA #10- Thursday evening

Kitty was trying to get things sorted for the trip. Her thinking was that if she figured out what to bring and what she still needed now, she had a couple days to get things in order. And that all worked out just fine, aside from not being able to find things like her sunscreen. She knew she had some left over, and she'd probably just misplaced it in the months since she'd needed to use it, right? Right.

And on her way from her bedroom into the living room- through the wall, of course, because who needed doors? oh right, all of you- she found herself standing in the middle of an end table that had been placed against the wall. Which was weird, since she hadn't put it there.

Kitty stepped away from it, and watched it for a minute. Who knew, maybe it was a weird Fandom day when furniture moved. When it didn't go anywhere, she picked it up and put it back in its rightful spot, figuring she'd check on it later to make sure it hadn't gone traveling again.


[I'm bored and had to write something. Can be open!]