can't eat anything until 17, tummy hurts in two different ways, head hurts in the usual way, i can't take any painkillers at all, and i'm stuck at the post office running out of time while the queue barely moves. death would have been kinder
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I'm so curious about how Tiny Tom (GG anon killed it with that I laughed) reacts to Yelena leaving.
“…and I told you I didn’t like you letting a total rando be around my baby. She was practically living here, KitKat. Look what happened.”
Tom speaks from the ensuite bathroom, mid-pee. Kate’s eyes roll completely at the sound of the nickname she’s grown to despise.
“You don’t get a say on who gets to come and go from my apartment.”
He steps out, stark naked and jumps on the bed.
“This could’ve ended badly. What if she had snatched her?”
Kate groans.
“Oh my god. She wasn’t going to kidnap Ri.”
“How do you know that? She…poof…gone…in the middle of the night. She could’ve just as easily vanished with our daughter.”
“Keep it down. You’re being too loud. She hasn’t been sleeping too well lately.”
“Nightmares?”
Kate nods.
“I bet the stranger pulling a Copperfield on her didn’t help.”
Kate groans.
“Get out…Leave.”
“Giving her some stability right now would be nice. Mom. Dad. In the same house. No more split days or weekends…arranged pick ups…different bedrooms.”
“Tom, I’m so not in the mood. Go. I have a big day tomorrow and I could use the time to review my pitch.”
“You could practice your pitch on me. Like you used to do.”
“Please go home.”
Tom sighs and tries to kiss her goodbye but Kate turns her face and his lips lands on her cheek.
“Well you can call me if you need anything, KitKat.”
“You know I won’t.”
“Did tonight.”
Kate doesn’t answer.
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