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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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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."

Kate scowled, and stepped back, wrapping her arms around herself and looking away.

She looked... ridiculously uncomfortable, for a moment, then muttered, "You're gonna leave."

So, she was being bitchy at him for the exact same reason she'd been clinging to him for. Yes.

"Yeah, but that's not for like four months and it's not like I'm gonna disappear when I do leave," Hannibal told her, shaking his head. "I don't live on another planet or anything like that. And I have a cell phone. I'm gonna leave the island but not your life."

Kate winced at the words 'another planet'. Yeah, those may have been one of the major reasons why this was such a stupidly sore subject for her, in general terms.

"Well it still sucks," she said, in an astonishing display of maturity.

"Yeah, it does," he said, reaching for one of her hands and giving it a squeeze. "And I don't want to leave either, Kate, I don't. There's not a lot out there for me. You could always come with me, be my sidekick to whatever adventures I have."

"Oh, please," she snorted, indignant if a little subdued. "You would be my sidekick."

"Would I have to wear spandex?" he questioned. "Because I don't know if I want my junk just out there like that."

"No one is wearing spandex," she said, pretty damn decisively. "We're obviously way cooler than that."

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