my russian barbie doll [•] trixya

twelve [•] love, trixie mattel

Katya wakes up early and sits on her bed. Trixie wasn't there.

" Trixie? " Katya calls.

No response.
Katya asks Kim and Ginger where Trixie was:

katya: where's trixie? she isn't here in her apartment

kim and ginger: idk where she went

katya: fuck ok thnks

Katya dresses up, only to find a note on the counter.

hi katya,

im off to one of my family member's funeral, somebody died and im sorry you're all alone, i also loved that family member. hope you understand.

love, trixie mattel xoxoxo

" Trixie.. "

Katya discovers another fold. " Must be part of the letter aswell. " Katya thought.

and it's a flight to another place sorry again.

Katya was overall, emotionless. She was all alone, Trixie wasn't there to care for Katya. She was a human being taped to a plank and being shredded to pieces with a wood chipper, that's how broken Katya was.

oi, sorry if it's too short. I'm preparing to make a fight scene and fuckshits so yee forgive me honey

chapter 12 end.