#convo:k

                           “  why d-don't we do it in the road? why don't we do it in the road? Why don’t we do it in the road? why don’t we do it in the road? ” her voice was light and airy, opposite the song’s original raw power. she didn’t want anyone to hear her singing it as she bounded down the hall to wash her clothes. she’d been watching across the universe and listening to nothing but the beatles for a whole week. for some reason that was the song her mind had latched onto to hum as she did chores. “ No one will be watching us, why don't we do it in the road? ”

               as always, she wasn’t paying attention. her music was in her ears as she was grocery shopping, and her song had came on. everyone in that aisle now had to be on the lookout for a small blonde girl shaking her ass and absolutely not looking where she was shaking it. with a pack of shredded cheese in her hands, kennedy accidentally knocked into another shopper. she cheese promptly fell to the floor, and whatever the other had been holding was now on the ground as well ken froze and turned around quickly, her hands over her mouth for a moment. “ wow, oh my god, i’m so sorry! i’m such a freak, i wasn’t looking at all. ” 

               she’d gotten tunnel vision again. a line of lyrics had come to her and of course out came her pink notebook and pen. her cursive was hardly legible, her fingers zipping over the pages and leaving notation marks for the sound in her head. she’d nearly forgotton that was with someone else. her attention was grabbed away and she looked over at them. “ oh, hi, yeah what were you saying? ” she smiled, though it was obvious she’d been ignoring them for the last couple of minutes. eyelash batting would get her out of a scolding, right?

kennedy: i hate being away from you so fucking much

kennedy: from the park 😜

                       getting out of the studio early was always a nice feeling, and lately she’d been going less and less to her parent’s place afterwards and to bryce’s instead. sometimes she caught him at home, and other times it was just her. when it was just her she was either eating up all his food, writing music or... she was relaxed in his bed, head on the pillows, bum in the air towards the door, hands between her legs. his name was tumbling from her over and over, he was all she thought about. she could swear she heard the door opening, but she ignored it, and when the bedroom door opening followed, she paused and sat up. her blonde locks fell all around her and she turned to look at bryce, hands not moving from their place. “ it seems you’ve caught me in a most troubling position, sir. ” she grinned.

        “ i keep loosing everything... do you have any idea why i                have such terrible luck? ” kennedy pouted and                crossed her arms over her chest, irritated that she                couldn’t seem to find her purse anywhere.