"Sure," Kimmy said, refreshing her beverage and carrying both it and the cookie plate out to the lounge room. She made sure to hide the albums away before they got going, just in case Eddie and her dad came back early. Sometimes they did, but rarely. She didn't want the evidence of her machinations laying out.
Kimberly didn't mind the movie. It wasn't quite what she was used to in a movie that seemed to be a romance, and by the end, she wasn't sure she liked it. Maybe she rolled her eyes at this stuff on the surface, but deep down, Kimberly liked the idea that people fell in love and stayed in love, and that love conquered all.
Even if that wasn't the case with her own parents. She honestly didn't know how to feel about it. Was she upset at the girl for getting engaged to some other man? Or did she see that maybe the girl just wasn't into the guy, no matter how much he insisted he was into her?
"I'm not going to date until I'm forty," Kim said, basically parroting something her dad had said to her once. He'd been joking (at least she assumed so) but relationships seemed like a real bummer most of the time. She had better stuff to do.