closed starter | ft. @selfishkol
Lottie had no idea who she was about to meet. Though, all she knew was that she felt uneasy. She wondered if Tripp had potentially bought her basket out of pity for her. Though, she definitely wouldn’t have protested to spending the night with someone she knew wasn’t a total creep. God, her anxiety was sky high in that moment. The brunette sat on the blanket, legs crossed beneath her as she played with the hem of her skirt, waiting for her date to arrive. Lottie hoped more than anything that her company for the evening would be nice. She hated conflict, she hated to be involved in anything that wasn’t sunshine and rainbows. Though, she knew that it would be far from that as soon as she saw the figure approaching. The light from the screen illuminated his face, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of the man who had abandoned her. The man who turned her, the man she had loved, once. “Kol?” Her eyes were glassy as she peered up at him, shaking her head slowly, forcing her gaze away from him. “You- No. You don’t get to just waltz back into my life like this. Not after what you did.” The brunette snapped a harsh glance up toward him.
















