𝑬𝑼𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑨 ⸃⸃ 𝑘𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑐 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃

❨ 𝘁𝗼𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗸 𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗸 ❩

JULY CAME QUICKER THAN EXPECTED. The band did their shows, Wallace was starting to mix the album, and their was a break given. They went back to Washington, staying at Kurt's apartment. Back in Olympia, Krist was in search of the van keys. "Fuck. Kurt, where are the keys?" he shouted as Kurt came from the bathroom, sporting a towel around his waist. "Uhhh, don't know but shit where are you going?" Kurt asked as he looked at Krist. "Camila's. Where are the keys?" Krist asked again as Kurt went into his room, looking for the keys all around the room. Krist followed as he sighed, becoming only a tad bit impatient. Kurt had no luck in finding them. Instead of the van keys, Kurt grabbed his keys to his own car and tossed them to Krist. "I trust you, just don't get arrested or crash into a store like Aaron." Kurt laughed as Krist had a smile, "You got it.". Krist walked out of the apartment, excited to go see his girl finally.

Back in Eastlake, Camila was finished with her teaching & care at Bright Horizons. Her time was free and she had been at home, readying herself for her upcoming career as a primary teacher. While Jodie was at the Texaco, she took time into preparing for her new job. It was a big priority in her head, that and the relationship she was in with Krist. The calls everyday, the sweet talk, and the immense amount of missing one another was not avoidable; she loved it in all honesty. There was something about this unconventional relationship that made it special. She didn't know if it was Krist's kind personality that kept things all together or if it was the amazing trust they had in one another. Thinking of the relationship, the butterflies and the cheek blushing from Camila would happen on cue.

Today, Camila was at home, blasting a Sex Pistols CD she had recently bought. She had been making a cup of ramen noodles while looking into some magazines on how to decorate her classroom before August came around. The cup of noodles was beginning to cook whilst the song Submission began to play. Camila began to dance in the small kitchen. Spinning and lip syncing the lyrics, it was like a scene from a teenage flick. The microwave began to beep, finishing the cup of noodles. Camila quickly grabbed the styrofoam cup and set it onto the counter. Letting it cool, she grabbed a fork from the drawer and the music stopped playing. She ejected the CD from the boom box, setting it on top of its case. She turned the boom box off as she already went through three albums throughout the day. Camila got her cup of noodles and sat on the couch. Going through the magazines and eating the ramen noodle, she truly was taking in the time she had to herself.

Time passed and Krist within an hour arrived at Camila's apartment. He parked the Dodge beside the curb, locking it and going up the steps. He went up the steps and to the apartment, 103. Krist knocked on the door, sighing to hold in his excitement. Opening the door, there she was. Camila stood in the frame, surprised and in shock to see him, "Krist!". No phone call was made about his visit, only the goodnight he gave her last night. With no hesitation, she gave Krist a hug. He lowered himself to wrap his arms around her figure. Camila got on her toes to wrap her arms around his neck, saying softly "You didn't tell me you were in Seattle..". They both pulled away, in smiles and awe of each other. "Surprise." Krist said excitingly as Camila welcome him in. As she turn around, he looked at her frame. A white shirt followed by shorts that wrapped around Camila's curves. Krist sat down on the couch as Camila fixed the scatter of magazines.