25 Unicorn Street- Sunday morning

[throughaphase]

Kitty had thought her biggest problem today was going to be that the last of her clothes had wandered off and she was going to be stuck in the same clothes she'd slept in all day. And then she got the call from Logan, and the clothes thing was the furthest thing from her mind

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[so_hawkward]

Clint wasn't terribly bothered by being down to a few pairs of pants and no shirts, and he didn't think Kitty was having a terrible time with this either, which is why he was surprised by how she looked when he got back from walking the dogs. "Hey, are you okay?"

Lucky, for his part, wasted no time in getting all up on Kitty's lap and the bed.

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Kitty shook her head, more than happy to cuddle Lucky right now. "Kurt's dead."

[so_hawkward]

That made Clint stop what he was doing and just stare for a moment in disbelief. "Kurt? But... that can't be right. Who called?"

[throughaphase]

"Logan. And Peter. And Ororo," she sighed. "I'm sure someone else will be calling in a minute if you want to hear it again."

She didn't.