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7.4k - kipperbees, applefaeth

The second that Kipperlilly’s eyes land on Kristen, all of the air is sucked out of the room. Her eyes narrow and her lip curls, creasing the corner of her mouth in disgust. She looks at Kristen like she’s just taken a shit on the shag rug in front of her, pulled her ribbon dancer out of her own ass, and done an interpretive dance (with lots of hip movements) to Trap Queen by Fetty Whap. Kristen puffs her chest out with an indignant huff at the prospect of her ever doing two of those things.

“Miss Copperkettle,” Jawbone says, blissfully oblivious to the energy crackling between the two of them like a live wire attached to two electric eels in a puddle of water. “I was hoping you’d be open to helping ol’ Kristen here out.”

Tutoring.

From Kipperlilly Copperkettle.

drew this while procrastinating writing my crazy kristen x k2 x fig disguise self’d as kristen fic