i'm the hero. i'm just in time.

Kitty hadn't paid that much attention. She saw ice cream in the freezer, so naturally she had to get a spoon and have some, even if it wasn't even lunch yet.

A second later though, she found a paper towel to spit it into- something that should never have to be done with ice cream- and picking up the container to see why it tasted so weird. It looked fine, but seriously, were those pork rinds in there?

"No," she told the container seriously. "No."

[Can be open! I had to keep the trend going.]

With the way things had been going for everyone over the last few weeks, Kitty and Allie had decided it might be good to have a small, semi-quiet apartment party with friends where nothing traumatic happened and they could have fun.

Aaand then Kitty got in from California too late yesterday to get much of anything done so a lot of today was spent cleaning, shopping, and finding some game off the Internet, because with the group they'd invited, it might be good to have something to focus on rather than just glaring at people across the room. Which they'd probably do anyway, but at least it wouldn't be their whole night.

By the time people were due to start showing up, everything had been set up, the place looked presentable, and the pizza had gotten here in time for Kitty to box up a couple pieces for Lucky already, because shut up, that's why.


[Up early for timezones! For those who know who they are, but if you want to swing an invite, just grab one of us on AIM at chickwithemo or izzyalienqueen!]