Been a while since I've been in here! This is Kitty Pryde-Barton, escorted here by some squirrels, I'm guessing to read this stack of notes right here. It's fine. It's not like Tuesdays are my late night at work or anything.

Anyway. At school, Cuisines of Earth went to Fogo de Chao, Flight and Flying tackled helicopters, Summertime Arts and Crafts made Zora armor, and Completely Unsafe Science with Beaker... melted or burned things. Was any of those things Beaker?

In the dorms, Belle was having iced tea in the third floor common room and sharing with Five when Belle suggenly turned into a sugar glider. Which, honestly, is one of the cuter things a person can turn into, but hopefully it's a short transformation.

In town, Liz was knitting at the Photo Hut and going to Amaya at the forge to work on her crib. I just got mine at a store. At Diaz and Ass- never not funny- Miguel found out about Rosa's plan to outfit roller blades with switchblades. Oh my god. My brain just jumped straight to Adam X.

Wanda was tired at the magic shop, and Buck was apparently pouting some at the fire station- aww- but he had Will to bring magically appearing hamburgers from the clinic, and Buck and Eddie are bored enough to already be talking about group Halloween costumes. Tell me that's okay to do because I will start. Marc met Nell for a boxing date at the gym and found Billy getting a workout in too.

Then Dwight stopped for coffee, Watts invited Steven over for what the squirrels labeled "sappiness," Annie and Diego tried out- ...oh god... Starlight-branded merchanise. I would sue. Lucifer was doing some dramatic piano-playing, and... Oh boy. Buckle up. The meat seltzer made it to Caritas. Tino was no help because that man is an agent of chaos. Gray came looking for a specialty drink that was not that, Rosa tried to buy me drinks for having to deal with it, Stark made good life choices and avoided it at all costs, and people of Fandom, Steve Rogers tried the meat seltzer. How're you doing today, Steve? Anything you'd go back in time and undo?

That's all the notes, so I'm going to try and erase the trauma of dealing with all of that. I feel like the smell is still in my skin and only one can was even opened.