Room 223, Tuesday Evening

[life_inshadow]

Tara had managed a phone call to her mother that morning, and they'd agreed it wasn't a good idea for Tara to try to come home for Thanksgiving.

Which was a relief on the one hand -- no trying to be normal with her father -- and a disappointment on the other, since she still missed her mother.

She put it to the back of her mind and settled cross-legged on her bed with a book on enchantments, stroking Mr. Moxy with one hand as she contemplated a spell that would make anything attacking turn into bunnies. It didn't strike her as the most useful idea, but it made her laugh.

[OOC: Cracked door, open post.]

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[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

Kennedy laughed and ran her thumb over the back of Tara's hand. "What, all the time? Yeah, right. How not-fun would that be? Someone has to keep her on her toes, and I've got tons of experience there."

[life_inshadow]

"If you listened to her too much she'd wonder what was wrong," Tara said, giggling. "That thumb thing kind of tickles."

[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

"Being a pain in the ass is my particular brand of charm, it's true," Kennedy said, tugging lightly at her hand. "It seems to work."

And if it annoyed people in the process, she wasn't really bothered by that.

[life_inshadow]

"Works on girls like me, anyhow."

... which was a sign for Tara to try to kiss her again, yeah.

[OOC: I am good to FTb whenever you are!]

[brat-intraining.livejournal.com]

"Good enough for me," Kennedy replied, which was all she had time to say anyway, before there were more interesting things to do with her mouth.

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