Kytana Rogers (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} underpressurexx) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} spinningcompass,@ 2016-04-07 19:20:00 |
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When: 4.7 Evening
Where: Park
What: Talking
Rating: TBD
Closed
Oh, she must have been going through an early life crisis with all of the garbage spewing from her mouth lately and her mood swings. She didn't want to live at home but she didn't want to move out. She wanted to be in a relationship but she didn't want to be tied down. She wanted to run away for a month and emerge anew...but life didn't work like that. So Kytana hid at the garage working on fixing the motorcycle her daughter had shot up. She still couldn't get over that...and had only told a few people. Namely; her parents. Tony would be the first person she told this new to and while it did not seem so far fetched on the island she felt it was so wrong being they were practically the same age.
So she wait patiently for Tony having so wished he'd just taken up the offer to get naked and swim around like it was no big deal. Alas, she had to face the music and be honest because that's what good people, people trying to make something together, did. Were they making something together? Hell if she knew. They hadn't talked in so long but maybe that only made the heart fonder. Admittedly, Kytana had thought about calling him several times a day, every day, and yet she couldn't bring herself to do so. She hadn't been ready. Now, she was. So she wait in a cute summery dress with a 3/4 sleeve cardigan on over that, her shoes lost somewhere in the grass as she swung, swung, swung.