Who: Kenzie and Zania
When: Late afternoon
Where: Lance & Kenzie's Place
Kenzie was feeling okay as she walked home to Lance’s house. She was tired and hadn’t had a very good morning all together. There was nothing specific wrong, just a lot of little things that had begun to work their way underneath her skin. Lance’s depression, and still being stuck in the dome. Skylar decided he would rather kiss only Clementine. And Clementine. It wasn’t a big deal, not really. Kenzie didn’t have any deep feelings for the guy at all, but she hated being rejected, even if she didn’t always show it. When a boy pushed her away, all she could hear was her dad’s voice in her head, calling her names in between punches to her face. Stupid. Worthless. It was nothing that was anyone’s fault but her own, and Kenzie couldn’t always avoid the triggers.
She was thirsty though, and hoped Lance maybe had more of that moonshine. Or something. Maybe he had weed, because she was all out. Without knocking, Kenzie pushed open the door and stepped inside, closing it behind her before toeing off her shoes to get comfortable.
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