A/N: tumblr prompt: 'my roommate's boyfriend is staying over so can i please sleep on your floor'
Catelyn cursed the thin walls of their apartment and Robert and Cersei's inability to stay quiet.
She snatches her pillow and comforter angrily, along with her phone and earphones before storming out of her room. The living room couch is not an option; if the sound can be heard from her room, it seems that it was amplified in the living room and she muffles a shout of frustration against her pillow. All she wants to do is sleep. Is that too mich to ask?
Unbidden, the image of Ned Stark's kind smile flashes through her mind and she's out of the door before she can fully think about it. She climbed up two flights of stairs to the 10th floor and walked towards the unit B. Knocking was a bit diffucult with her arms full but she managed four decent knocks on his door.
Ned opened the door almost immediately and he took stock of her, standing in front of his door with a pillow and her comforter, a scowl upon her beautiful face. It's not the first time she came to his apartment when Robert comes over to the shared apartment she has with Cersei.
"Rough night?" He asked as he opened the door wider for her to enter.
She huffed and crossed the threshold, landing heavily on his couch, "Robert is with Cersei," she answered shortly. His TV's on and he's watching Civil War on pause, probably when he opened the door for her.
Understanding came over his face, "Ah. Too loud?"
Cat barked a short laugh, "I'm surprised that it can't be heard all the way up here. Cersei's too.. competitive tonight."
Ned chuckled, grey eyes lighting with mirth, "And, knowing Robert.." he trailed off.
"His voice is like a thunder over Cersei's shrieks," she finished for him.
He walked up to her, taking her pillow and comforter to the spare bedroom he has and sitting down beside her when he got back.
"I owe you one again," Cat said, voice brimming with gratitude.
"You know how you can repay it," he said with a grin.
She laughed, "Fine, fine! Home-made doughnut holes, caramel-filled," she said. Ned pressed the remote and the movie started again, with Steve Rogers trying to stop a helicopter, driven by a brain-washed James Barnes.
A comfortable silence fell over them and the only sound was the one from the movie. Cat remembered the screams of triumph and shouts of frustration and moans of defeat that she heard from the bedroom next to her and she couldn't help herself from wondering outloud...
"What is it with Mario-Kart, anyway?"