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@-kwilde
Make it stop!
Many, many more months of that where it’s coming from, trust me. And the closer we get to December, the more extreme it will get. (There’s no escaping, sadly. I’m getting it double time between Lo and Sam. Yikes.)
This is horrible. Why did anyone ever show it to them? WHY?
(Honestly, how are you surviving?)
Make it stop!
I’ve seen more Star Wars in the last two weeks than I’ve ever cared for in my entire life. Unfriendly, and petty reminder that I grew up with Sam Evans for a cousin. Clearly, I should’ve thought harder about this roommate situation. It’s kind of cute. Whatever.
PRIVATE.
I get it, okay. I totally get it. And you don’t need to apologize for anything, and you don’t need to explain yourself. I mean, yeah, it hurt to sort of feel shut out, and all, but I can’t blame you for feeling that way.
I just needed some distance. I mean, I know you get that, but everything just hurt so much and nothing made sense in the slightest, especially once I found out about your and Britt’s involvement. Looking back, I know you meant well, but I just couldn’t see it that way before.
Point is I’m sorry. And I know you’re saying I shouldn’t be, but let me be sorry, and can I please have you back in my life now beyond superficial conversation?
you really got a hold on me // she & him
i don’t like you, but i love you seems that i’m always thinking of you oh, oh, oh you treat me badly, i love you madly
Health update thing:
My doctor said it would be a good idea to make a journal of all my appointments, but that would be a sad diary so I decided not to do that. I feel weird enough now that I’m talking about being kinda sick… but okay…
I had like one of my ovaries removed a while ago because of a tumor, way before I told anyone that I was sick, and then I was better and now I’m not better again, which is confusing and I didn’t even know that there were multiple ovaries, lady parts are intense.
Anyway, I have stage 1 ovarian cancer now. So now I have to decide what to do about it. But I’m okay and early stages are good. Well cancer isn’t good, but baby cancer is better than not baby cancer.
Hope everyone is having an amazing day and isn’t taking anything for granted, especially the people in your life :))
You’re not alone in this, Britt. love you, and I don’t always come out and say it, because I spend half my time being terrible and guarded and all those things you figured out about me before I did, but I needed to tell you. I love you and I need you to be okay, all right? Or else I’m gonna have to take Sam with me on my next bank heist and we all know how terrible that’s going to end up being.
You’re going to kick cancer’s sweet ass, B. And then we’ll eat a bunch of fondue while binging on Dance Moms to celebrate.
Okay awesome! Just remember that all the games and stuff are for work and I’m not just some super nerd.
Too late; I’m already judging you.
PRIVATE.
Hey, you know that I’d never hold that sort of thing against you, right? I know how much you were going through. You had every right to be upset, and I get that some of that was taken out on me, and as your best friend, that’s fine, Kit. That’s normal. That’s what makes us human, and nothing you could ever do would ever make me love you less. You know that.
I know. I know you, and I know you wouldn’t, but I just... I still feel the need to apologize. It was just so much for me, everything that happened, and now that I’ve kind of figured some of it out, you were one of the people who seriously didn’t deserve any of my backlash.
Bottoms Up → Kyder
“But that’s like one of the most important things!” He commented teasingly, trying to think of a good fake name on the spot since he hadn’t exactly thought about it either. “Um… probably something like Rydico Rodriguez. I’d want something similar to my name so that I didn’t forget it but one that fits in at the same time. Lynn’s pretty hard to work with though so I’d go for Rodriguez.”
Ryder got it a lot more when she explained it in video game terms, terms he understood. “Oh right, yeah, that makes sense. Fashion just seems more complicated since you don’t really know what’s going to be popular, or do you? Or is it kinda like Call of Duty and Halo where you know those shooter type games are always going to be popular, no matter what the time of year? So you have a rough idea?” He asked, having no idea if he was making sense or if Kitty was just going to end up confused.
“Yeah I never really understood the Aspergers thing but there’s a lot of things I don’t understand so I just went with it.” He nodded, knowing exactly what Sugar was like. He’d found her kind of abrasive in high school, but that wouldn’t exactly be a surprise to anyone who knew her.
He looked across at her, returning her smile as he took another sip of his drink. Ryder always enjoyed spending time with Kitty or even just spending time around her since they never spent a huge amount of time with just the two of them.
Ryder had glanced down at the glass in his hand but looked up again as she spoke. He didn’t want to face the truth, not at all but he knew he probably should deal with this like an adult instead of just running away. “You want to know why I came?” He asked, mulling over his answer for a few seconds before just deciding to go with the truth, Kitty would have probably known if he was lying anyway. “Well I saw all the stuff that went down on Tumblr with you and Puck. I figured you’d be bummed out or upset and I wanted to cheer you up because I don’t like seeing you, or any of my friends, sad. Plus I thought that everyone would be bombarding you with questions and asking you how you were and I thought you’d be sick of that question so I took a different tactic.” He shrugged, gesturing to the drink he’d brought with him. “Then the Brittany thing happened and I don’t know how to deal with any of that myself so it just gave me more reason to try and forget everything for an evening.”
“Rydico Rodriguez?” Kitty couldn’t stop the laugh that followed that, because as ridiculous as it sounded, it was so uniquely Ryder. Like it fit him to a T, weirdly enough. “I get your thought process; that’s a good outlook to have, in terms of not forgetting, but if you’re a fugitive, don’t you think your memory should be as spotless as possible? And on what planet do you think you could pass off as a Rodriguez?” she asked, the grin not leaving her features.
She grabbed another tortilla chip and dip and leaned back into the soft fabric of the couch. She had to admit that this was turning out nicer than she imagined, spending this bit of time with Ryder. Sure, he was goofy and annoyed her more times than not, but this was truly not as bad as it could’ve been. It also helped that they were drinking, and that they had yet to bring up the thing that was clearly buzzing over them.
Kitty narrowed her eyes at his reference to Call of Duty and Halo, but realized he kind of had the right idea. “Yeah, actually, it is kind of like that, except you have to find the variation. Like, I guess your idea of Halo and Call of Duty would be, say, pants, or the standard, and then you have to figure out what kind of pants are going to be in style, and what’s going to make them stand out.”
But then she had to go and bring it up, because she was Kitty Wilde, and because she hated pink elephants lingering in the air. And because there was only so long they could go on ignoring this before it just needed to be talked about. So why not deal with it now?
His answer was… well, it was sweet. Almost irritatingly so. Because he could’ve easily let her brood on her own or let her drown in the care and overbearingness of Marley and Sam watching over her, and with the whole Brittany thing, he could’ve leaned on Marley to deal with it, but he came here. And she really, really appreciated that, even if she never actually showed that.
Sighing, Kitty leaned forward and poured herself some more whiskey before turning back to Ryder. “Thank you,” she said simply, trying to figure out the right words to continue. Swirling the amber liquour in her glass, her eyes met his. “It’s almost funny, you know?” she said, running a hand through her hair. “Like in a morbid, and angry kind of way.” She slowly sipped her drink, making a face at the burn, which burned less and less the more she drank.
“I just need to acknowledge it for a second, okay? I’ve been ignoring it for so long that it’s starting to feel like this weight on my chest and I just need it gone.And then we can go back to ignoring it and pretending to run away to Mexico and getting so stupidly drunk. Because…” she sniffled, her eyes welling with tears. She clenched her fist, trying to keep them at bay, but it was of no use.
“Brittany has cancer and it’s so fucking stupid that someone as special as her has to deal with something as shitty as that. And then my boyfriend, or…” Kitty cleared her throat and shook her head. “Ex,” she continued dryly. “Completely ruined everything I thought was true, and tried to placate me with the fact that I was supposed to know we weren’t truly in love in the five years we were together, like I somehow should’ve expected this from him. And I guess I should have, but right under my nose? I would rather have been dumped. Like, screw him for that. Screw him. And I know, I know the fact that it was public was my fault, I know, but everything else? Was that seriously fair?"
Well if you were serious about helping me then that’d be amazing, thank you. I’m sure she would be.
Yeah, I was, I’ll be right over.
TXT MSG ✉ KITTY ⇄ SAM
KITTY: how disappointed are you right now?
SAM: LIKE A THOUSAND PERCENT DISAPPOINTED. MAYBE A MILLION.
SAM: I COULD MAKE ANOTHER BABY ANY DAY NOW ALRIGHT
KITTY: PLEASE SPARE ME THE DETAILS. THANKS.
Beating around the bush has never exactly been your style, Kit.
Not at all. My point is, I’m sorry, or whatever, for how much of a bitch I was after everything went down. As pissed as I was, you didn’t deserve that.
Thanks, help would definitely be appreciated. Girls seem to have a knack for organising things that I really don’t have… Well that’s a better incentive for putting my shoes away than any my mom tried.
It’s in our nature. Usually. Your mom will be so proud.
TXT MSG ✉ KITTY ⇄ SAM
SAM: You're not as excited as I would've expected??????
KITTY: how disappointed are you right now?
Have you met me? I plan everything in advance, Wilde. It’s what I do.
Naturally. Of course it is.
I should probably talk to you. Like properly, instead of beating around the very neatly trimmed bush.
Okay, fair enough.
I’ll like it a lot more once I have all my stuff organised instead of in piles on the floor but it’s great, thanks. Awh I like Puppy too! Not such a fan of the chewed shoes though so I’ll have to remember to put them away in my room for once.
Good. If you need help... get an assistant. (Kidding, I’ll help you) Puppy likes order; She’s very particular about her space, so any chewed shoes are your fault and your fault alone.
TXT MSG ✉ KITTY ⇄ SAM
KITTY: oh that's a given.
KITTY: are you guys giving it another go? Like for real this time...
SAM: for real.
SAM: She's been staying here with me and Logan.
SAM: It's been so good so far. I'm trying not to freak out that it could get bad.
KITTY: that's... that's really, really good, Sam.
KITTY: I needed to hear that.
