To aid those lost in this endless night...

She freezes up a bit when she sees you, but still approaches slowly with a medkit in hand, eyes on the floor. She holds it out. "Here. If you need-- err, if you want it..." (also, bi king?! support! ✌️)

He tilted his head to the side to try and get a glimpse at the other survivor’s red face. He grinned for a moment at her shyness before he focused a little more on what she was saying to him.

She watched him take the gift, gaze following his hands.

She freezes up a bit when she sees you, but still approaches slowly with a medkit in hand, eyes on the floor. She holds it out. "Here. If you need-- err, if you want it..." (also, bi king?! support! ✌️)

Kat comes jogging over, looking like she just ran from the other side of the Realm; even with her hair in a ponytail, her face is pink. "Hey, uh..." She huffs and takes a moment to straighten out, pulling something from her bag. "It's Valentine's, I... I think. I've never been good with dates..." She holds out a small, colorful bouquet of fake flowers. "I made a bunch of these, and I want you to have one... If that's ok, I mean! I-I'm not trying to flirt, I've just been giving these to people.."

Kat tensed. Oh no. Did she screw up? That didn't sound good. That sounded very awkward and immediately she started to overthink the situation, started to regret.

Cheryl immediately wanted to take back what she said. She wasn’t sure if she phrased it wrong or said it in a weird tone, for a moment she panicked but found her cool quickly. “Oh! Don’t worry, it’s nice to have simple stuff like this...” she looked down at the flowers again then back up to Kat, “... it’s what reminds me of how life was before this weird place, it’s a nice thought.” 

Kat froze when Cheryl wrapped her arms around her. Not that she wasn't used to physical affection, but it normally came from her family and... well, she didn't really have any other friends who would do that. But it was welcome.

Kat comes jogging over, looking like she just ran from the other side of the Realm; even with her hair in a ponytail, her face is pink. "Hey, uh..." She huffs and takes a moment to straighten out, pulling something from her bag. "It's Valentine's, I... I think. I've never been good with dates..." She holds out a small, colorful bouquet of fake flowers. "I made a bunch of these, and I want you to have one... If that's ok, I mean! I-I'm not trying to flirt, I've just been giving these to people.."

Kat tensed. Oh no. Did she screw up? That didn't sound good. That sounded very awkward and immediately she started to overthink the situation, started to regret.

(Red-faced and obviously nervous, Kat holds out a small, colorful bouquet of fake 🌹 woven together, quickly rattling off something about "gifts for everyone" and how "a flower crown seemed silly"... (Hope that's ok!))

That surprised her. "Oh... really?" Oh, she hated that she could feel how hot her cheeks were, but... that was actually really cute to imagine. Then she realized that her mind was wandering and she was, in fact, staring silently into space. "Thank you! Err, you're welcome," she blurted. Shit. Basic English, woman! She looks down and turns to leave, embarrassed.

Slowly approaching, the redhead holds her typical gift: a spare medkit. "...Hi, um..." She shifts on her feet, gaze flicking between Cheryl and the ground. "Hi. I'm Kat." She shoves the gift out, offering it. (Damn, she's bad at introductions...) "I heard you're associated with that big triangle-head.... thing? The others call you... kind of a badass." She smiles. It's nervous, a little lopsided, but she's really trying... "I just... you seem really cool, is all, and... you can have this." :')

Kat's shoulders visibly relaxed, but still she chuckled nervously. "Right, yeah... Sorry. Gods, I'm a fool when it comes to first introductions." She rubs her arm, thinking. "You guys haven't seen some white-haired guy; looks really messed up, and, uh..." She gestures to her face. "Bloody eyes? Cause... based on what I've heard from some of the other Survivors, if there's a Killer that gets brought in with you..."

✧ (My heart's skipping, you totally don't have to do this,, agahhhh)

*passes colorful flower crowns to the both of them* I know it's still early, but happy Valentines to you two! <3

Approaching with her head down, Kat pulls several notebooks and sketch pads from the blue backpack on her shoulder. "I had my stuff on me when I got grabbed... I think you can put these to better use then me," she says as she holds them out.

"Oh! T-that's fine, you don't have to do something like that... It's cool." She smiles, hoping the pain behind her eyes isn't visible. She doesn't have the heart to mention that he reminds her of her father, who's back in reality with the rest of her family.