"What's wrong with Johnny? Still running with a bad crowd?" She brushes my hair back behind my ears idly as she asks. "No," I say. "Well, sort 'a." I wonder if Mrs. Beddau really will keep quiet - but it's best I'm the one t'tell Kate. "He's bin spendin' some 'a his time with the hound god. And some folks, them as knows what he is, are startin' t'notice. I talked with Johnny, but he says it ain't easy t'just avoid a god when he's got an interest in you."
Kate keeps runnin' her hands through my hair, tanglin' her fingers in it. "She - she can be quite sharp," Kate admits. "I'm sorry it didn't go well. Maybe if we talk it out you'll feel better." I nod. "I just dunt think we're ever really goin' t'get 'long. You should go talk t'her, though. I doubt she's like t'come see you soon, and I know you're friends." I twist up t'look at Kate, who bends her head down 'n kisses me. And maybe that's a distraction too," she says smilin'.
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Date: 2009-08-26 02:16 am (UTC)Kate keeps runnin' her hands through my hair, tanglin' her fingers in it. "She - she can be quite sharp," Kate admits. "I'm sorry it didn't go well. Maybe if we talk it out you'll feel better." I nod. "I just dunt think we're ever really goin' t'get 'long. You should go talk t'her, though. I doubt she's like t'come see you soon, and I know you're friends." I twist up t'look at Kate, who bends her head down 'n kisses me. And maybe that's a distraction too," she says smilin'.
"That it is," I answer, kissin' her in return.