Katherine "Kissin' Kate" Barlow (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ikissdhimbck) wrote2008-10-05 02:55 am
ikissdhimbck) wrote2008-10-05 02:55 am
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OOM sorta: Katherine's room
[Following this thread:]
Katherine unlocks the door to her room, making way for Boo as they settle in for the night.
The room is pretty standard: bed against one wall, framed by two end-tables; a dresser across the room; a vanity and mirror next to the dresser; a desk and chair near the door; a small, but nearly filled, standing bookshelf, and two plush-looking chairs nearby.
She has only been bound here for a few days, so she hasn't had much time to make the room homey.
(However, there is a wonderful, sweet scent to the air, and a plate of cookies on the desk, as promised.)
"All right, make yourself comfortable, sweetheart," she tells the young one, setting her things on the foot of the bed.
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Katherine unlocks the door to her room, making way for Boo as they settle in for the night.
The room is pretty standard: bed against one wall, framed by two end-tables; a dresser across the room; a vanity and mirror next to the dresser; a desk and chair near the door; a small, but nearly filled, standing bookshelf, and two plush-looking chairs nearby.
She has only been bound here for a few days, so she hasn't had much time to make the room homey.
(However, there is a wonderful, sweet scent to the air, and a plate of cookies on the desk, as promised.)
"All right, make yourself comfortable, sweetheart," she tells the young one, setting her things on the foot of the bed.
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(SHE DOES NOT SNORE! It's obviously mice in her pockets)
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She sits still for a long moment, watching Boo sleep. She misses her students. She misses her schoolhouse. She misses her town. She misses her... friends. It has been growing increasingly more difficult as the days draw on and her door still doesn't show up. She's anxious to get back to her life in Green Lake and the people she left behind.
But this? This helps. The little girl is small and snug in her arms, hair fine and soft under her fingertips, and it makes Katherine feel important knowing she was needed tonight.
She carefully stands up, cradling the two-year-old in her arms, and lays her down on her bed. She gently removes Boo's shoes and then pulls the covers up over her, though still fully clothed. In the morning they will worry about brushing her teeth and cleaning her up.
For tonight, all that matters is the gentle snoring from the girl as Katherine quietly watches over her, smile lingering on her face long after she herself drops off.
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