Cat  in George
Jones Tower, 10 A.M.

When I get out of the bathroom again, Lena digs food out of her bag. “No going out for breakfast. I want to talk!”

“Your food, your rules.”

We sit on the sleeper, with the food between us. I tell her, “I’m amazed you could take pictures.”

“I wasn’t really expecting that to work, but I felt I had to try. I like it, though. It means it’s not a mental thing, but some kind of a real place. No idea how you can be in two places at once, though.”

I chew on that and a donut a little. “Not sure if it’s just us, or the entire room. It had to be just us the first few days, but now? How else can we redecorate that building that way?”

“Good point. That makes me wonder if the weird light means anything.”

“I think that’s just the light that was already there when we first showed up.”

“Hm. Interesting. So, you went and fetched her, right?”

Oh boy. Here we go. “Yes, I did.”

“Does that mean she can’t pass through the barrier on her own?”

“No, she can’t. She can’t even see it.”

“That’s the way you both were when you told me about this stuff on Wednesday, right?”

No point in forcing her to drag all it out of me piecemeal. “Yes. I told you I suddenly woke up on Monday, right?”

“Right. It seemed a little off.”

“I did wake up suddenly. It was— I had a wet dream. And I was completely freaked out by it.”

“And that…”

“Did nothing. But George suggested that if it upset me that much, I could— take matters in my own hand.”

She blinks, then giggles. “So much for figurative speech.”

“I told myself it was time to take ownership of this body.”

“Right. And then you were able to pass through the barrier?”

“Yes, I was. I started being frustrated because I could see it and it was in the way between me and George and then I accidentally discovered my hand went through.”

“Punched it, huh?”

“Yes, I did.”

“But she didn’t? Masturbate, I mean.”

“Says she tried, but— I think she needs to figure out how to get into the mood.”

Lena smiles wickedly. “She’ll figure it out. We all do.” She pauses, then says, “But that does make me wonder whether it’ll work? Not that I want to discourage anyone from enjoying themselves, but it’s something you did spontaneously and she—”

“Only tried because I did?”

“Exactly.”

“So what do we do?”

“Nothing. If I’m right, she’ll stumble over it, just like you did. Speaking of stumbling, how are she and… Mark, right? How are she and Mark doing?”

“I’m not sure. Better, but I don’t know what it means.”

“What happened?”

“Diana had them do a scientific experiment, as she called it. Mark putting his arm around George. ‘Awkward but good’ is how she described it to me. But then she and Kate both said they had a crush on the other and in that conversation she told Kate about this and Kate offered to do ‘the other half of the experiment’ and now…”

“You don’t know who to ship?”

“Something like that. Poor George has no idea what to do.”

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"No idea how you can be in two places at once, though." - They are so busted.

"Not sure if it’s just us, or the entire room. It had to be just us the first few days, but now? How else can we redecorate that building that way?” - I think your second sentence should be broken into two: It had to be just us the first few days. But now?

" “Says she tried, but— I think she needs to figure out how to get into the mood.”
Lena smiles wickedly. “She’ll figure it out. We all do.”
Nice.

Ah, the pain is the love triangle.