"No, it didn't even seem like it wasn't happening," Kate corrects her. "It's more like this. It's happening, but unless the island does something totally new, we'll be back on the island next month. And I knew I'd be back in my bed where I fell asleep in three days." Three days island time, but that wasn't really the point.
She sips her Guinness and shrugs, not wanting to ignore the question about Neal and make a bigger issue out of it. "It was awhile ago, so it was strange, Neal being the one who went with me. He didn't really fit in, you know, but he didn't not fit either. It's just...like me going to an opera."
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Date: 2012-12-21 02:37 am (UTC)She sips her Guinness and shrugs, not wanting to ignore the question about Neal and make a bigger issue out of it. "It was awhile ago, so it was strange, Neal being the one who went with me. He didn't really fit in, you know, but he didn't not fit either. It's just...like me going to an opera."