Kathy was in the furthest corner of the loft by the time he ascended, knees tight to her chest and her arms wrapped tightly around them. The pizza box was open by her side, but she hadn't actually taken a slice yet.
Her hair was wild and snarled, her pjs grubby and stained from her sojourn outside. The only thing keeping her from being absolutely filthy was the shower Barry had installed in the warehouse. Kathy had spent hours under the water, the temperature turned up higher than was comfortable, leaving her skin stinging and red. And she'd sit there, blank-eyed, until the hot water finally ran out, and she'd be left with a frigid blast that left her shivering and running for her blankets.
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Date: 2017-11-05 11:29 pm (UTC)Her hair was wild and snarled, her pjs grubby and stained from her sojourn outside. The only thing keeping her from being absolutely filthy was the shower Barry had installed in the warehouse. Kathy had spent hours under the water, the temperature turned up higher than was comfortable, leaving her skin stinging and red. And she'd sit there, blank-eyed, until the hot water finally ran out, and she'd be left with a frigid blast that left her shivering and running for her blankets.