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[Solo] Days of our Lives (Katrina)

Skye Starrfyre

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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 7:04 pm

Valentine's Day

Katrina Halloran was smiling brightly as they exited the theater, popping the last piece of popcorn from her bucket into her mouth before turning to glance at the pinkette she had brought with her. While she was delighted, Priscilla Stratford seemed... Less so.

"Oh, c'mon, Prissy. It wasn't that bad, was it?" Still grinning she tossed her popcorn bucket into the rubbish bin before looping her arm through the other young woman's. Prissy was green and a small part of her felt bad because of that. The other part of her was still blown away by just how freaking awesome the movie was.

"KittyKat. You said we were going to see a romantic movie. For Valentine's Day. For my birthday."

"I did," Katrina nodded, leading the pinkette carefully through the crowd of people, steering her away from the sticky-fingered youngsters who were pawing their way through people to keep up with their parents.

"That was not a romantic movie. That was... KittyKat, how could you? That movie was... It was crude and offensive and most definitely not a romantic movie." The pout on the pinkette's lips was almost enough to make Katrina frown. Almost.

"Alright, so maybe you're right. Maybe it was a comic book movie... But there was romance in it. Did you see the beginning? There was definitely..." A lot of banging. A lot of banging-- A whole year's worth of it, actually, and while that part wasn't really romantic the proposal was. "What about the proposal? What about the emotions? It had a happy ending! That counts, right?" Her smile was hopeful, eyes still bright even as the smallest feeling of guilt started to trickle in.

"I get to pick the movie next time, KittyKat-- A real romance."

Her face nearly fell at that, but she nodded a confirmation and agreement to Prissy's words. It was only fair, after all. Maybe it could be a thing that they did; alternate who got to pick what movie. It might mean that she got to broaden Priscilla Stratford's horizons just a bit and... Well, she could suffer through whatever movie Prissy picked. Her taste couldn't be that bad, could it?

"Right, definitely. You can pick the next movie that we see, or that you want me to watch-- But do you know what's more important than movies right now, Prissy? Way more important than movies? So much more important that you will forget that this movie wasn't your cup of tea?" Her brow lofted, spring green eyes sparkling as she tugged the other girl forward a few more steps before spinning on her heel to face her, waiting oh so patiently for the response.

"I don't know. What's more important than you ruining my birthday with a terrible movie, KittyKat?"

"Cheesecake, Prissy. Birthday cheesecake." Her smile turned into a grin as she saw a bit of light returning to her companion's eyes; just enough excitement to get them started chatting about other things again. She could find someone else to ramble on about the Deadpool movie with later, but right now the rest of the night was dedicated one-hundred percent to Priscilla Stratford and making sure that she had the most memorable, perfect rest of her twenty first birthday ever.

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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 8:10 pm

April Fools

The prank war was on.

Disappointing as it may have been, Priscilla Stratford received no text communications from Katrina Halloran that day. No texts, no phone calls, no attempt at making contact of any sort... Save for the 'calling card' she left behind at the scene of her retaliation.

A single cat sticker had been stuck to the driver's side mirror of Priscilla's pepto pink convertible once she had located it outside of the mall. It was the only sticker of many that she had been able to peel off of her bike after cutting the plastic cling wrap off. Katrina had almost started crying when she realized that the stickers weren't coming off, knowing that there was no way she would be able to pay to have the bike repainted on her own without winning a race-- And winning a race would mean showing up with a bike covered in so many cat stickers in varying shapes, sizes and colors that she'd be laughed right out no matter if she managed to cover the entry fee.

The single cat sticker might not have seemed like much, but that was exactly what Katrina Halloran wanted Prissy to think. She wanted her to think that she was safe. She wanted her to think that maybe a sticker had just gotten away and it was only by chance that it wound up on her mirror. Maybe it had stuck to her clothing? Maybe some brat had just put it there in passing... Had Prissy even paid attention to the details of every sticker she'd put on her bike?

It would not be until later that Prissy would find out what she had done. Oh, it wasn't anything terrible. She hadn't vandalized her car, or egged Prissy's father's mansion... No, Kat had not done a single thing in the real world that could be traced back to her-- The digital world, however? That had been her playground.

Upon logging on to her blog to update her cue of pretty, sweet and pink, Priscilla would have a message notification. LOL Priss. Guess who forgot to log out of their account the last time they borrowed my laptop???

It was her hope that Priscilla would start to panic the moment she saw that notification. She hoped that the other girl would start to wonder about the state of her precious, perfect blog enough to go check her main feed.

Priscilla had set up the perfect que before heading out to start her mischief that day; cute, pink, sweet and fashionable-- All replaced with cats. Cute cats, ugly cats, fat cats, small cats. Priscilla Stratford's entire blog was now filled with them. Her background was no longer pink and happy, but filled entirely with a montage of Grumpy Cat memes.

My name is Prissy! I had fun once and it was awful.

The last thing sitting in que was a photo set that Katrina herself had taken of her bike once the plastic wrap had been removed, including a close up of one of the stickers that she had tried to peel off with no luck. The caption beneath it read 'April fools! One paint job, completely ruined.'

Maybe, maybe if Priscilla was lucky she would talk to her again once everything was said and done... As it was, at least she hadn't changed the password to her Pretty in Pink blog.

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