kimberly hart (thepinkranger) wrote in angelgrove, @ 2008-11-16 18:28:00 |
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WHO: Kimberly Hart & Open to All
WHAT: Healing her wounds the only way she knows how.
WHEN: Sunday, sunset.
WHERE: The mall.
RATING: PG-13 probably.
Kimberly was stressing out. So far as she could tell, in this time, Zordon was long gone. Alpha was in Space. She'd replaced herself in this time period, which was...both strange and confusing even more so knowing that she had left the Rangers to go compete in the Pan Globals. It was an amazing honor and something she just... Utterly morphinominal and totally made sense that it would take that to pull her away from becoming a Ranger.
But the consequences of that decision was...
"Ooh, cute," she said, eyes widening, running her hands through her hair as she pulled out a pink jacket. During stressful times, Kim found solace in shopping. After about a week of reading all of the current magazines, she brushed up on the "now" and quickly decided it was time for an actual wardrobe. One could only get so much out of a pink shirt, a jean skort, a pair of boots, and pink socks.
Fall was upon them, winter was coming soon, she should probably start thinking ahead. She frowned at the price tag - too much. Deciding she was fashioned out for the day, she headed into the food court to grab a popsicle, found her way outside, and sat on a bench. Maybe this would all make sense very soon.
Maybe she'd stop wishing her Tommy was around to make her feel safe. At least she had Aisha. That was a good thing, right? Best friends existed for a reason.