Apartment Above Luke's, Tuesday

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It was Tuesday. Kathy knew she was supposed to be getting to work sometime this afternoon, doing stock or cleaning or trying to find people to come work for her or any number of countless, pointless projects. She had a routine and routines were important, at least according to what little poking around she'd done on the computer for Helpful tips when you're a basket case. But she couldn't summon the energy to get up off the couch today. Hell, getting out of bed had been a titanic struggle and the only reason she'd managed a shower at all was because she'd sat on the floor of the tub and just let the water run over her for most of it.

It sucked. She'd really thought she was doing better. She'd been okay for a few days there, genuinely happy and smiling and laughing. The kids had been great distractions while they'd been there, but they were gone now, leaving a hole in Kathy's heart and the promise of a future that seemed further away than ever, today. From 'okay' to 'utter distaster' in just twelve hours, only this time she didn't even have the outlet of fighting in Baltimore to try to channel some of this bullshit into. All she had was Hulu and about a million seasons of Hades' Kitchen to get through while she tried very hard not to think about what Saturday had been or her alternate reality daughter with her dead sister's name.

"You're never going to impress him with that mess," she informed the TV from inside her comfy cocoon of blanket. "It looks like you threw up on a plate. Way to just hand the victory to the blue team, ladies, jeez."

[Open, though I'll be off to bed soon.]

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No, but only because Kathy was pretty sure she'd lose.

"Fiiiiiiiiiiiiine," she sighed. "Did you bring forks along, too, or should I tell you where they are in the kitchen?"

Kathy was quite firmly 'couching' right now and not even cheesecake would tempt her.

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"Hey, you can't expect me to do everything," Ringo complained. She got up off the couch and went over to pick up the box from the floor. Fortunately they hadn't stepped on it?

"I brought the cake. Least you can do is provide forks."

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"Either you're getting the forks or we're eating with our hands," Kathy said frankly. "I am a blanket lump on the couch right now."

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"You're lucky I'm so magnanimous," Ringo said, showing off one of those Kathy-words she'd picked up. "Should I just go poking around in the kitchen and see what I can find?"

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Kathy gave her directions to both the forks and the plates, in case they wanted to be super fancy and then curled up further in her blanket. "There's nutella in the cupboard, too, in case we want hazelnut chocolate on our slices!" she added.

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Ringo got forks and plates. And nutella. Obviously. Which also meant she needed to get a couple of spoons.

Because she might not put the nutella on her cheesecake, and that meant that they had to have another way to eat it.

"You want me to cut you a slice, too, your Blob-ness?"

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"Don't be ridiculous," Kathy sniffed, sitting up straight on the couch. "I'm perfectly capable of cutting my own cheesecake."

You know, now that it was on the couch and everything.

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"You only say that so you can cut a ginormous piece." Ringo was onto you, Kathy! Your greed was winning out over your sloth.

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"Or to prevent you from cutting me a tiny sliver," Kathy countered. "Even though I'm sharing my delicious Nutella!"

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"Would I do that?"

Yes, Ringo. Yes you would.

And no one thought your "innocent" look was even remotely convincing.

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"Pretty sure I taught you that look," Kathy informed her. "Raven's not even here and she's calling bullshit."

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To be fair, Kathy's innocent look was more convincing than Ringo's.

"What? Nuh uh! I've been a little sister for a lot longer than I've known you!" Though, with all the practice, she probably should have been better at looking convincingly innocent.

Especially given the tricks she'd picked up from Kathy on that front. Tricks which she didn't seem to be able to actually perform herself.

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"Yeah, but if your sisters had taught you to play innocent, you'd be better at it," Kathy declared, stealthily reaching for the knife to cut herself a slice.

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Ringo stuck her tongue out, setting a plate and fork down for Kathy before flopping onto the couch herself.

"I'm just too honest for my own good," Ringo said, trying to sound all holier-than-thou.

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"That must be it," Kathy snorted, cutting a slice of cake and then passing the cake over to Ringo. Then she cut another of approximately the same size for herself. "Too much honesty in one place."

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"It's a terrible burden," Ringo nodded.

Except she said it with a mouth full of cheesecake, so it may not have been entirely intelligible.

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"...I have no idea what you just said," Kathy told her. Around a spoonful of Nutella.

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Ringo had to take a couple of seconds to chew and swallow, and she wasn't about to rush cheesecake. Eventually, though, her mouth was clear and she sighed theatrically.

"I said that it's a terrible burden." She shook her finger at Kathy. "And don't talk with your mouth full. It's not lady-like."

Uh huh.

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Kathy, queen of class that she was, responded by smacking her lips together and then chewing with her mouth stretched open as far as it would go.

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"Oh, oh, hold that pose!" Ringo announced, fishing in her pocket for her phone.

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Kathy shut her mouth immediately. "Protip?" Kathy offered, "Don't make an announcement if you're trying to grab an embarrassing pic. Just sayin'."

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Ringo rolled her eyes. "If you were really my friend, you'd make this easy for me." Geeze, Kathy, how selfish could you get?