<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ePci9FdpErM/U2O0PmcsmxI/AAAAAAAAGVo/8ouISpSoYmQ/s1600/hnt67_rr8l.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Piotr Rasputin | Colossus<br/><strong>Location:</strong> His Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> Sept. 11th, Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kitty<br/><strong>Content:</strong> Painting/Confusion<br/></span><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> His day had already been going pretty good. He'd just figured that getting some progress on his painting would be the highlight of his night, which he was completely fine with. Now that Kitty was here though, even if it was to just talk for a few minutes...Piotr was a very happy man. He noticed her face was not the usual happy, smiling Kitty he was used to. <br/><br/>There was something on her mind, but she would tell him if it was bothering her. Apparently though, whatever it was was bothering her a great deal. He hadn't expect the sudden, almost aggressive hug she wrapped him in. But he wrapped his arms around her and shushed her. It didn't work though. No, whatever had her so upset was something she needed to get out.<br/><br/> He was confused though, as all she did was blurt out how sorry she was. "Katya, calm down. What are you talking about?! What are you sorry for? What happened?" What could she have done that had her nearly hysterical and pouring tears like a faucet? It was something big, but what? He couldn't think of anything sweet Kitty would do to hurt anyone, much less him.<br/></span><br/>