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The Roof, Late Wednesday Afternoon

Kate didn't really know what to do with herself today. Not taking the weekend into account, Wednesday was the only day of the week that she didn't have either workshops or ballet class.

So she'd spent the first part of her day sorting out stuff for her online classes. Once that was done, she'd ended up here, although she wasn't sure why. Not like there was too much for her to do up on the roof, either.

She wasn't even smoking, although should any of her fellow Smokers' Club members show up, she thought might pester them for a cigarette.

But as she was alone, she was mostly just leaning against the railing and looking out over the town. Thinking about stuff. People. Herself.

For once, it didn't make her feel or seem too angsty.

[ooc: It doesn't get much more open than the roof!]

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"Chuck Bass did," Hannibal said, smirking. "And I didn't even have to sleep with him."

Enjoy that image, Kate.

"So yeah, I'll be slinging drinks," he continued. "Might even give you a free one if you end up there one night."

Yeah, Kate couldn't even decide whether that particular mental image was awful or hot. So she was just going to store it for later.

"We'll have to see about that," she said. "Haven't really been drinking much lately."

Oh, Hannibal had already done that so she should probably be glad she didn't prompt for more there. Hannibal did have some stories.

"Just cutting back or something up?" Hannibal asked, curious.

Kate shook her head. "No, you know, I don't think I've been much of a drinker since I moved here." Trips to the Bahamas while under a huge amount of stress notwithstanding. "And even before, it was mostly just... cheap beer. I do just fine without."

"Well, you can still come in and keep me company," Hannibal told her. "Be good to have a hot girl at the bar to make everyone jealous with. You'd be my token 'look but not touch' hot girl, right?"

"I don't like being the token anything," she replied, "but I guess could make an exception this once. For you." Beat. "Mostly 'cause you went for my vanity."

"What, you like being called hot?" Hannibal asked, grinning. "Hot and sexy and all that? I bet it's easy to talk you into shit."

Yes, yes it kind of was, if you knew which strings to pull.

Or at least it used to be. She wasn't currently quite as starved for attention.

"It's not. But that doesn't mean I don't like hearing it."

"Well, you are," Hannibal said easily. "And I'd want you to visit me just because you're one of my favorite people. And that's all honesty. I mean, I don't ask just anyone for cake, babe."

"Liar." That was said really pretty fondly. "I bet you ask everyone for cake."

"Well, maybe but no one actually promises to make me some cake," Hannibal said. "You gonna make me some cake, Kate?"

"Chocolate with candy bars?" Kate asked, because that was never going to stop amusing her. Ever. "Yeah. Just to see how much of a sugar rush you can get from something like that."

"It's either gonna go in my mouth or in Bobby's face," Hannibal decided. "Either one would be fun for you, right?"

"Pretty much," she said, nodding and grinning a bit. "Not so much for Bobby, but what do I care?"

"You don't because you like me better than him," Hannibal decided. "Now, come over here so I can give you a hug. It feels like I haven't seen you in awhile. Someone's been bogarting your time."

"Don't get bossy with me, babe." Yeah, she could roll her eyes at him for that, but it wasn't going to stop her from stepping closer. "How do you know it's not several someones?"

"I don't so set me straight," Hannibal told her, already reaching for that hug. He didn't care, he was going to be bossy with her. "It'd be nice to know who I have to tease about you."

Hugs were easy. ...Sometimes. This one was, anyway.

"Well, Warren at least has already suffered enough," Kate shared. "So you can leave him alone."

Not that she'd spent an awful lot of time with Warren, anyway.

"Oh, there is always time for teasing," he said, embracing her tightly and smiling. "So, he'll go on my nonexistent list."

"See, now I'm just not gonna tell you about anyone else," she informed him. "And Warren's going to hate me."

She'd let go of him in a moment. Shut up.

"I could always listen to archived radio broadcasts," Hannibal pointed out. "It'd be easy enough to see where you've been by those, insane squirrels or not."

He was fine with being hugged and clung to. Totally and completely fine.

"Then go listen to old radio broadcasts," Kate said. "That's still harder than me telling you, and it'll give you something to do. Now that you're all graduated and stuff, it's not like you don't have the time."

"Oooh, someone's touchy," Hannibal said, stepping back and peering at her. "Where'd that come from?"

An irrational hatred towards graduation?

Kate shrugged. "Nowhere."

"Yeah, that's bullshit," Hannibal said dryly. "Why'd you just rip into me for no reason? I haven't seen you weeks, I can't have done anything wrong this quick."

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