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26 June 2017 @ 01:09 pm
call me out.
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( No. She doesn't recognise this one. Kate's pretty sure she'd have to try hard to forget someone that tall and that...
Well, call a spade a spade. The woman is cute and the guy she's with seems determined to be remembered, walking into a near-empty diner in the way he does. Kate's eyes flick towards Dean and back to the woman, finding themselves landing somewhere on the floor nearby her table.
Nothing interesting there, but when you're on the run, you probably don't want people talking about the weird chick who stared too long. Just saying.
But the minutes tick by and when the guy doesn't return, Kate finally offers up a conversation starter. Something to make the air in the room feel less thick than it is. )
Erm- He always take that long?
( ... It doesn't really work. But then, she's spent far too long feeling like everything's out to get her. Maybe she's just forgotten what normal feels like. And, honestly, Kate hopes she never does. That she never gets so used to this isolation and madness that it's easier than knowing others. The time spent running from people who don't understand is enough. )
Well, call a spade a spade. The woman is cute and the guy she's with seems determined to be remembered, walking into a near-empty diner in the way he does. Kate's eyes flick towards Dean and back to the woman, finding themselves landing somewhere on the floor nearby her table.
Nothing interesting there, but when you're on the run, you probably don't want people talking about the weird chick who stared too long. Just saying.
But the minutes tick by and when the guy doesn't return, Kate finally offers up a conversation starter. Something to make the air in the room feel less thick than it is. )
Erm- He always take that long?
( ... It doesn't really work. But then, she's spent far too long feeling like everything's out to get her. Maybe she's just forgotten what normal feels like. And, honestly, Kate hopes she never does. That she never gets so used to this isolation and madness that it's easier than knowing others. The time spent running from people who don't understand is enough. )
( it's just commonplace, really, to keep eye contact to a bare minimum when you're trying to stay on the low-low; there have been times in the past in which she and her brother have had to keep a low profile, and it's easier said than done when you're as tall and lanky as she is, with a proclivity for standing out like a swollen thumb around someone like dean, who's just a bit on the short side and walks with a bow-legged swagger that does, indeed, beg remembering.
she might not have been expecting that icebreaker, or any other sort of anything other than constant broken eye contact. there's something — not sketchy, not dodgy or anything about the other woman, but something that speaks of a body having spent too long on the road, running from ghosts or demons or both in tandem, and for a second … sam's heart goes out to her. whatever her issues are, she hopes there's some level of closure.
what's your story?
she laughs, though, a bit of a chuckle for the question. ) Usually. I think he ends up looking at himself in the mirror. ( no, she doesn't, but here we are again with terrible small-talk. she's never been great with it, not in the slightest. )
Edited (back to the 'same icon twice in a row' conundrum) 2018-01-06 04:25 am (UTC)
she might not have been expecting that icebreaker, or any other sort of anything other than constant broken eye contact. there's something — not sketchy, not dodgy or anything about the other woman, but something that speaks of a body having spent too long on the road, running from ghosts or demons or both in tandem, and for a second … sam's heart goes out to her. whatever her issues are, she hopes there's some level of closure.
what's your story?
she laughs, though, a bit of a chuckle for the question. ) Usually. I think he ends up looking at himself in the mirror. ( no, she doesn't, but here we are again with terrible small-talk. she's never been great with it, not in the slightest. )
Edited (back to the 'same icon twice in a row' conundrum) 2018-01-06 04:25 am (UTC)
( Probably is. But probably most people on the low-low know what the fuck they're doing and aren't running into unfairly attractive women. Kate's just kind of winging it. And maybe going a little stir-crazy from her main interactions with people being short, clipped food orders or thank yous for ringing up her purchases.
She always thought it'd be easier for her to handle this sort of isolated life. But damn, she was wrong. The whole having no one on your side thing gets old and does so quickly. So, even that little joke is enough to soften Kate's expression a bit. Not quite a smile, but a bit more relaxed than before. Less of the nervous flitting eyes, more eye contact. )
You two from around here?
( Small talk is kind of a pain, sure. But she hasn't heard anything more than basic pleases and thank yous in days. It's almost a relief. )
She always thought it'd be easier for her to handle this sort of isolated life. But damn, she was wrong. The whole having no one on your side thing gets old and does so quickly. So, even that little joke is enough to soften Kate's expression a bit. Not quite a smile, but a bit more relaxed than before. Less of the nervous flitting eyes, more eye contact. )
You two from around here?
( Small talk is kind of a pain, sure. But she hasn't heard anything more than basic pleases and thank yous in days. It's almost a relief. )