Timmy fan-fic. Oh, and we got PRETTYMUCH in it too. . . "Don't you have to go talk to all those girls who were around you, Timothee?" Kat lashed. "Wait, you're jealous?" Timothee asked with one of his brows up and a smirk spread across his face. "I don't give two flying fucks," Katherine said angst clear in her eyes. "Of course you don't, go running to Zion, now," he said. Katherine's face fell and she laughed. A sad laugh; full of disbelief. How did it come down to this?