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Inspired by episode 619 - “Substitute”

Katherine: *Since it's 5am, she decides she can get away with walking around in just an over-sized shirt that is hanging off one shoulder and a pair of panties, mostly hidden by the shirt though it only drops down to the very tops of her thighs. Strolls down to Room 7, trying the handle and pushing the door open as quietly as could be, letting herself in without even any warning, closing the door behind her and locking it, just a dark form moving until she started crawling up onto his bed* What are you doing...?

Stepping up onto the third floor, Katherine slowly looked this way and that down the hall. Presumably she lived closer to the third floor, or Mitch hadn't been quite so well prepared to get up here as she had, so she'd give him a few minutes before she started wandering on her own. Leaning against the wall, she crossed her legs at her ankles, wearing short topped and heeled boots and some tight black jeans that hugged her calves, hips and thighs in all the right ways, and over that just a simple, faded or perhaps designer-faded t-shirt, dark gray with some silver lettering and design. Her hair was curled, as she tended to keep it, lips pursed as she waited and contemplated what exactly she wanted to do. There was an indoor pool Mitch looked like he was dying to be pushed into, and she had heard tell of 'secret' rooms littered all up here on the third floor, so she was curious enough to explore. Or at least to find somewhere with a nice atmosphere to tear the attractive young Bostonian's clothes off in.