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WHO: Kitty and Gar
WHERE: A movie theater/various other places
WHEN: Sunday night
SUMMARY: Kitty decides to invite Gar on a friends-only-not-awkward outing. Clearly, this will turn out badly.
FORMAT: Parawkward



To be honest, whenever Kitty had gone out with Gar before, she didn't really think too much about her clothing. After the first date, she had fallen into the comfortable routine of wearing jeans and t-shirt because he never really seemed to mind. She had been pretty sure of herself, that it didn't matter what she was wearing because he would like her no matter what. But the situation was different now. How, she wasn't exactly sure, but they were on shaky footing. All confidence in herself and this relationship had just shattered and she wasn't exactly sure how to make it better again.

And so, if only for petty satisfaction, Kitty had consulted with The Fashion Queen herself, Dazzler, to decide on tonight's outfit. A skirt for once and no sneakers in sight. She looked good, if she did say so herself. She hoped Gar missed her more than ever.

She never claimed to be mature.

"Sorry to keep you waiting!" she said cheerfully once she rounded the corner and met Gar by the movie theater.

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"You're right. I'm the one who has to come to terms with this. I feel so petty and jealous right now," she finally did laugh, though it was derisive and dry. "You shouldn't have to prove anything to me. I should be confident enough in the both of us that it shouldn't bother me. But it does."

Kitty stood up, suddenly not very in the mood to watch a movie anymore.

"I'm sorry."

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"Don't..." He started once she began speaking. He wanted to tell her to stop talking like a freaking therapist or something, and he hadn't meant to blame her, and... He wanted to reassure her, somehow, even if he'd already said he didn't know how to do that.

When she moved, he moved to, letting out a weak, "Wait." He made to reach for her, but fell short and let his arm drop to his side again. "Just... I'm so tired of everything leaving me more pathetic than the last thing, but..." He took a breath and knew, in spite of his words, that he was about to be pretty damn pathetic. "Just tell me what to say, and I'll say it."