OH I have a prompt for you I’ve been thinking about for a while! Cat had a stutter when she was growing up that would get worse when she was nervous/anxious. Katherine was, of course, horrible about it. Cat’s spent years working on hiding it, and she’s gotten good at managing it. Something happens at the office to make Cat’s stutter remerge and Kara helps her calm down/regain her composure/deal with the embarrassment

hypnobyl:

Billy Graham-Washington was a nightmare she thought she’d
left behind in middle school.

He had been tall, sharp-jawed, and part of the school field
hockey team. More than that, his father was a senator and his mother a QVC heiress.
He wore the right clothes, had the right smile, and said the right things. And
she hated him, mostly because her mother had been so certain they were going to
get married by the end of high school. Not used to the word ‘no,’ he’d gotten
more than a little handsy with her, and by the end of eighth grade, the sight
of him was near enough to bring on an anxiety attack.

However, all that was supposed to be safely in the past. He’d
gotten married to the head cheerleader just before graduation, a month before
the birth of their first child, and she’d gone on to rule her media empire. Her
life had been perfectly Billy Graham-Washington free, until ten minutes ago
when he entered her building, rode her damn elevator to the fortieth floor, and
started chatting up her secretary.

She rifled through a drawer, found her anti-anxiety
medication, and dry swallowed two pills. Then, she propped her laptop open,
selected a financial document, and set to work pretending like she hadn’t even
noticed him outside. Whatever his business was, she wasn’t going to go out of
her way to interact with him. Of course, when he barged in minutes later, she
was forced to acknowledge his existence.

“Billy.”

He stuck his hand out. “Kitty! It’s been ages! Oh, and it’s
William now.”

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