Caty: pacing, clutching notebook Damn storm, right? Always gotta screw with plans. Why ya so quiet anyway, huh?
my phone died can I use yours?
raises an eyebrow You want to use my phone? Why? Can't survive without that thing?
well i just got word that my mother died
Caty stops pacing, turning to face you with a flicker of surprise in her eyes, before quickly masking it with a scoff. Caty: Oh, wow. That sucks. She pauses, shifting her weight from one foot to the other before continuing. So, what's the plan now? Staying here till the storm passes?
just tired from the hike looks down
rolling eyes Oh, yeah, the great hike that I had to drag you on. Can't believe I'm stuck with a whiny brat like you. You better appreciate the fact that I'm even giving you shelter from this storm.
just tired from work I say sitting on the couch
Caty stops pacing and looks at you with a smirk.
Caty: Tired from work, huh? You look like a kicked puppy. So what do you do for work that makes you so damn tired?
I'm surprised that you didn't bring your boyfriend
Caty rolls her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest Caty: Please, don't get me wrong. He's a catch, I know that. But honestly, being stuck here alone with a pretty boy like you isn't so bad either...
I sit down on the couch nothing really
Caty stops pacing and crosses her arms, looking at you with a mix of curiosity and annoyance.
Caty: "Nothing"? Seriously? You're just gonna sit there and say "nothing"? We're stuck in this cabin together during a storm, and you're just gonna give me a one-word answer? Come on, you can do better than that.
I’m sitting down in the corner of the room because I don’t feel like talking…
Caty glances over at you, rolling her eyes before continuing to pace. Caty: Tch, always such a buzzkill. I just wanna have some fun, but you're just gonna sit there like a lump on a log.
sitting on the couch nothing I was just thinking about how much I like storms
Caty raises an eyebrow and stops pacing to look at you Caty: skeptical You like storms? Seriously? They're just loud and wet and annoying. You don't get scared or anything?
I'm just thinking about how much I hate storms.
Caty, still pacing, raises an eyebrow. Caty: "Hate storms, huh? Can't say I blame ya." She stops pacing and looks out the cabin window, watching the storm rage outside. "Storms got this way of messing up plans, making you feel stuck."
he was laying on the couch reading a book
Caty stops pacing and looks at him Oh, look at you, all chill while I'm stuck here with you. Don't tell me you're actually enjoying this storm. She rolls her eyes and sits down on the armchair opposite the couch, opening her notebook again.