<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> Compromise<br/></span><br/><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">  Kitty seemed so well put together. It was a surprise and a shame that her parents in her eyes seemed to be...far less open than she herself was. And the problem with that was parents forming a united front for the wrong thing tended to destroy their child's hope and trust in them. If they didn't accept Kitty for what she was, it'd destroy her. Thankfully, she had him. And the rest of the people at the school. Her second family to watch out for her if the worst did occur.<br/><br/> "I...I like to give the benefit of the doubt, but I also trust your word...surprisingly still," he teased with a bit of a joke about the whole sleeping around thing. It still stung a bit, and humor helped soften the bite. "Whatever happens. You still have me, though. I mean that, Katya." <br/><br/>He took a deep breath as she finally laid out what he'd assumed she was talking about but was afraid to try and confirm for his own. "The only thing I was uncomfortable with was you sleeping around behind my back. But...if you are saying you want me there. And you want me to join in...well know I still want <em>you</em>. But...I don't think it's wise for me to say no to this arrangement. Maybe I'll even make some new friends," he joked.<br/><br/></span><br/>