Barry's Old Warehouse, Warehouse District, Monday Afternoon

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There were some days when you just had to get away, when the house just felt small and confining and more than a little bit suffocating. That feeling had chased Kathy all morning until she'd finally grabbed her guitar and a book or two and left. As soon as the door closed behind her, she'd breathed a bit easier, some of the tension leaving her jaw and shoulders. A walk through town helped relax her even more, her mood light enough after grabbing lunch at Luke's to see her whistling as she meandered around.

She still didn't want to head home, so instead she wandered over to Barry's old warehouse, settling in with her books and her guitar, idly reading and playing as the mood took her. Nothing like a few hours of quiet time in an old warehouse to make someone miss the comforts of home, right?

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"Oh shit," Kathy said, facepalming. "I just realized I forgot your pizza!"

Yeah, he was joking, but she really had forgotten about it.

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"You know, we can get to that in a minute," Dante said, snickering.

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"Well, I'll sake sure to make you a side of soothing chamomile tea while I'm at it," she said, with an companionable elbow to the ribs.

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Dante snickered. "And cookies?"

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"See, the problem was that I spoiled you in high school," Kathy mused. "You got used to having excellent sex and them me reaching into my fridge to pull out booze and snacks. I created this monster."

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"Gotta keep me in the way I've become accustomed to and shit," Dante agreed.

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"Anders' job," Kathy said promptly. "I'm just the glamorous Californian who moved in to class up the joint."

Who was currently chilling in a warehouse while attempting to convince herself that the above statement was even remotely true.

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"Uh huh," Dante said.

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"Trufax," Kathy declared.