If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too.
JJ MAYBANK / FEM!OC
OBX SEASON 1
FIRST DRAFT ⸻ 05/08/20 → 07/17/20
EDITED ⸻ 02/09/23 → 04/19/23
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There are a few flaws in Kathryn's plan. Of course, she didn't tell the others that. She has a reputation to uphold.
Sneaking into the Palace – her uncle's place, for fuck sake – is no easy feat. He is... paranoid. After what Kathryn went through and how bad her anxiety got, he wanted to make sure she felt safe. That means cameras and alarms and movement detectors in the back garden.
Lucky for her, hurricane Agatha blew up the electricity. The motion sensors, though, were connected to a generator inside the house. They're probably still on, and if they're still on, Henry is going to know something is wrong.
Right now, the only thing she has to do is walk in, pretend to go to sleep, disable the sensors and climb out her window. It should be okay. However, her uncle and her had a rule – no shut doors. He wanted to keep an eye on her in case something went wrong, and she let him, because she knows he's right to be weary.
However, the thing is, the generator is opposite to her room. It's on the ground floor, a bit further down Henry's room. She could just get in by the backdoor, and walk out the same way. Easy peasy.
The hurricane littered the entire backyard with huge branches and uprooted trees that she has to carefully avoid so that she doesn't fall face first in the dirt, but it's mostly manageable.
She creeps inside the place, making sure that the door doesn't creak too much. She closes it behind her, carefully, and huffs out a sigh. She's not sure this was the best idea now.
She goes to the room at the far end of the house, and uses her phone's torch to see inside. She goes to the generator, and turns it off. It stutters before stopping, and her stomach drops for a second. That was way too much noise.
Kathryn waits for a few seconds to go by, to make sure that her uncle didn't wake up, before slipping out of the room. That went better than expected.
"Kat? Is that you?" God hates her.
She turns around slowly, trying not to make eye contact. Henry has that kind of paternal sixth sense that lets him see right through her lies. She tilts her head. Her uncle is in a bathrobe. He never does that. She's pretty sure he'd wear a jean jacket to bed – no, this was put on in a hurry. Max is still here.
