Kitty 🐺

you're gonna hit me

i wanted to get corbyn back for something he had done earlier. he knew something was coming, so he was on edge.

currently, i sat on the couch, and he sat on the one across the coffee table.

"come here." i say, putting my phone down.

"why?" he asks, nervous.

"just come here." i insist.

"no, you're gonna hurt me." he laughs.

i furrow my eyebrows and glare.

"listen here-" i hiss.