Y/F = Your choice of food
"Yep!" She grabbed a cart. My jaw dropped "Ohhhhhhh, crap." As my older sister chuckled I threw an ingredient in the cart "Whatcha making tonight?" She looked into the cart "Oh, Y/F!"
"Oh Kit's favorite."
"...And mine."
"Oh, wow what a coincidence!" She remarked.
I huffed while grabbing the rest of the ingrdients.
We paided and then left.
"So,"
"So?"
"What's next?" I asked her.
"...Cook the dinner?"
"No- I meant- nevermind..."
The silence surrounded the walk back to Kit's.
When I got in I set the bag on the table "You meant life, didn't you?"
"Kinda."
"Well, I don't know. We'll find out on the way take it one step at a time..."
"Hm, okay."
"Depends about what happens with you and Kit!" She sang in a sing-song tone.
I pulled out the food "Which is nothing."
"...For now." She added to my sentence.
I giggled at this a little, Lana had gotten up and began chopping.
"You you don't have to help." I turned to her contiuing what I was doing.
"Oh yes and i'm not, but lord knows how bad you are at chopping. So i'll do it for you then be on my way."
"I'm not that bad!" I turned my head back.
"Oh yea you chop the top but the bottom's stuck together."
I sighed at this remark. "And you?"
"What do you mean?" I turned my head towards her but keep my eyes on what I was doing.
"What do you plan to do? Kit, Marriage, Kids?"
"Not happening, not sure and no ew!"
"Alright, whatever you say!" She threw her hands up.
"So what are you plannin' to do?"
"Eh, pick myself up and expose Briarcliff for what they've done."
"Good plan."
"Here, i'm done."
"Oh? Leave them there i'll work with them when i'm done."
"Alright, i'll see ya."
"Bye!"
"Goodluck with Trevor!" She shouted as she walked out.
Here words shot fear through me.
What time was it?!
3:26.
I still have more than time just get this dinner done!
A/N:
Alr, i kinda like the 1st person writing so I might go back and fourth with 3rd (I think it was just my usual writing ill say)
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Happily Ever After (Kit Walker x Y/N)
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