33 Apocalypse Ave, Saturday Morning

[spin_kick_snap]

For a moment after her alarm went off, Kathy had no idea why she'd even set it. It was the weekend, she had neither work nor class today, she could sleep late if she wanted to. And, slapping blearily at her beeping phone, Kathy very much wanted to. She was warm, lying in a tangle of bodies, still more than a little tired from the night before, which had included a much better resolution that last year's prom.

Oh. Right. Prom. The wheels in her brain started to slowly turn as she put two and two together. Alarm. Unlocked front door. Day after prom. Yes.

"Get up," she said, poking at whoever was closest. "Kids are probably coming. C'mon, get up."

She wanted to be dressed and making breakfast by the time the inevitable horde descended on the house, dammit. But she wasn't going to be doing it alone.

"Get up or I swear I will send the first kid who shows up to come and wake you up proper."

Kathy that was just mean.

[Open to boyfriends, housemates, AU children of all varieties, and guests!]

Comments

[janiesgotguns]

"Can't. Don't know where she is," Janie muttered, picking at her sleeve slightly. "--you told me pancakes were important."

Because yes, that sounded like something her mom would have said, but her mom hadn't been able to eat fun stuff like hot dogs or bacon so lots of stuff had been about vegetables.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Never said they weren't," Dante said, sighing oh-so-loudly. "Fine, you win. Pancakes for everybody."