25 Unicorn Street- Sunday morning

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Kitty had thought her biggest problem today was going to be that the last of her clothes had wandered off and she was going to be stuck in the same clothes she'd slept in all day. And then she got the call from Logan, and the clothes thing was the furthest thing from her mind.

She'd been sitting on the bed for a while, unfortunately unable to ignore her phone because it seemed like everyone wanted to make sure she knew what happened to Kurt when all she really wanted to do was not deal with it yet. With her particular group of friends, you got used to people dying on you, but there were times it hurt way more than others.

[La. Can be open.]

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[so_hawkward]

Riiiiight, that was going to be a problem. "Maybe the clothing stores in town will have something. They won't be surprised if we show up without much on."

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"Hopefully," Kitty said, still looking concerned. "Thing is, Kurt would have appreciated the laugh."

[so_hawkward]

"He would have. He seemed like a really nice guy. I mean, it was nice of him to do the wedding and all," Clint said, sighing. "This sucks. You shouldn't have to lose people like this."

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"Happens pretty often, too," she said, because it was hard not to recognize the insanity of that when she spent a lot of time being crushed and then having them come back years later. "This is a tough one, too. When we started Excalibur, it was him and me. He was the closest thing I ever had to a fuzzy, awesome brother."

[so_hawkward]

Clint hugged Kitty again. "He cared about you guys a lot, that much was clear. I'm not surprised he went out being heroic," he said. "It'll be hard to come up with a memorial to really honor him, I think."

[throughaphase]

"It'd have to be a Catholic funeral with a pirate theme," Kitty said, and did manage a little smile at that. "Balance out the seriousness."