#ripk0l

understandable. kimberly fiddled with the pen, twirling it between her fingers. at the same time, her brain attempted to piece together all the wrongs she could've done to receive this treatment. " at least pretend you had a good time. " she didn't expect loyalty from him, but for some reason, his words stung more than physical impact. kimberly preferred the physical rather than the verbal. toxic love language. " is that all you came to say? i'm kinda busy here. " her eyes ripped their attention from him, returning to the blank sheet in front of her. " you'll be the topic i'm writing about today. you know, therapy and shit. " never attended a single therapy session in her life.

"And when I'm back in Chicago, I feel it, another version of me, I was in it" - tbh when i first added this song, i mostly added it because it had Chicago mentioned in it (real original on my part) but i actually feel like this lyric fits her really well because when she left Chicago, she was a whole different person. And the person that she was when she was growing up in Chicago no longer exists because of the awful things that happened to her there. It's one of the reasons why she hardly goes back to Chicago anymore, beccause it's a reminder that she'll never be that innocent girl sneaking out of her parents house anymore.

dark gaze finds her savior's, brow arching as Sam really takes him in for the first time & crosses her arms at her chest. " now was this out of the kindness in your heart or did you want something ? "

ugh thank you lovely!! on one hand i do try not to write her in a way that she's never done anything wrong, but at the same time that's my sweet baby and she's never done anything wrong, so it's hard! i'm so excited for them to have a little madness and mayhem together~