CHAPTER TWO *ೃ༄
[ ridiculous smell of purple doritos ]
real life
˗ˏˋ real life ! 💌 'ˎ˗
KIARA SITS AGAINST THE railing of the balcony connected to her room with her friends, where they usually spend their mornings. there's not much to it besides a small counter with drawers where she stores snacks and all her other shit, a mini fridge, and an old couch with a throw blanket with boho hearts on it, but the group thinks it's the perfect hangout place.nobody really goes out this early -early as in
9 a.m- so it's always quiet and peaceful, until her psycho friends act crazy, which, i'm sure you could guess who.she opens a bag of purple doritos that was sitting inside the counter drawer for who knows how long as she listens to what chris says, tugging down on her pink plad pajama shorts as he snaps his head into her direction.
"and then he literally -wait, did you just open a bag of purple doritos?" chris gets distracted, rubbing at his eyes to be sure he's seeing this clearly.
when kiara just smiles in response and plops one of the chips into her mouth, chris narrows his eyes heavily as he covers his nose dramatically.
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𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄, matt sturniolo
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