THE QUEEN THE ONLY

@nyckittyw

KITTY WILDE - 22 - FUTURE FASHION ICON If you haven't heard my name, trust me, one day you will. I'm currently working as a hotess at a local restaurant but one day soon, I'm going to be the one they're knocking down doors to work with. I'm no one's sweetie, baby, or play thing. I'm the one who calls the shots and takes names. You might as well call me The Supreme.

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RYDER: Didn’t really care about the big house parties and staying on top. Some the guys were total assholes to anyone that wasn’t on the team. On the field was the only time we all get along. I didn’t play football to be popular. I played because I liked it.

RYDER: I like to keep things as positive as possible.

KITTY: Hmm. Interesting.

KITTY: Not that the guys on my football team were any different. A group of cavemen in jerseys. I would know, I dated them.

KITTY: I can tell. It's weird.

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RYDER: Fine, yes. I was quarterback my junior and senior year of high school. Didn't really fit the type, though.

RYDER: That's a good sign if you ask me.

KITTY: Head cheerleader and prom queen. How did you not fit the type?

KITTY: Depends how you look at it.

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RYDER: I’d say cheerleader. Even through text you’re pretty fierce. Let me guess... cheer captain senior year? Pyramid topper?

RYDER: Makes it even better.

KITTY: I shouldn't even tell you since you didn't tell me.

KITTY: This far into this and I already want to kick you.

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RYDER: I’ll take that. Still super delicious.

RYDER: What about you? Were you the cheerleading type or just a fan?

RYDER: I feel like that’s a challenge accepted kinda comment, but it’s all good. You’ve won the battle, but not the war, Katherine. 🐈

KITTY: Take a guess.

KITTY: Ew. Don't call me Katherine. No one calls me that anymore.

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RYDER: Whatcha got against oatmeal raisin cookies? Always root for the underdog.

RYDER: I’d rather leave you guessing. Can’t give away my whole life story so easily.

RYDER: I can’t even argue that.

KITTY: They're basically the grandpa of cookies.

KITTY: You were definitely the quarterback. I have good senses for those things.

KITTY: I tend to win arguments so - good.

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RYDER: No shame here. Don’t go knocking it.

RYDER: Something like that. I’m sure some of the guys I took down thought the same thing.

RYDER: Just remember who texted who first... 😜

KITTY: You should have some shame.

KITTY: Quarterback?

KITTY: By accident. I can also end this so called conversation whenever I want.

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RYDER: I’m just going to say it... I could really use some oatmeal raisin cookies right now. The soft ones only.

RYDER: C’mon, it’s not that bad. As my dad always said... it would’ve been a shame to put these shoulders to waste.

RYDER: Alright, I know it’s rude to ask a woman’s age, so I won’t do it. Just so you know, I’m 24.

KITTY: Ugh, you ruined it.

KITTY: I'm honestly imagining that you have planks for shoulders and I'm amused.

KITTY: I'll keep it a secret for now. Since you're very clearly still a stranger.

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RYDER: Say you could have any sweet in the world delivered right to your doorstep. What would it be?

RYDER: Even better. I played in college too. No division one school or whatever, but I got a full ride.

RYDER: I graduated college two years ago. You’re not in high school right?

KITTY: Hmm. Those really soft frosted sugar cookies, all pink frosting.

KITTY: The cliche just gets worse and worse, doesn't it? I suppose I should be impressed.

KITTY: Ew, of course not.

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RYDER: It’s the best of cake choices, even though I’m not really huge on cake. I’d rather have a strawberry cheesecake if we’re talking sweets, but that’s just me.

RYDER: Never been to a country club, not really sure I want to either. No offense or anything. Football was always my thing.

KITTY: Now you're just being picky. Some of us would like chocolate ganache cake but we can't always have that.

KITTY: How very cliche of you. Don't tell me - you played in high school. Or worse, are you still in high school?

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RYDER: My favorite. Cream cheese icing or what? Just wondering.

RYDER: Sounds intimidating. Imagine a 6’6” dad who still thinks he can dunk and throw a hundred yard pass. Don’t think my dad has ever golfed.

KITTY: Are you just saying that or is it really? Obviously cream cheese icing, I'm no heathen.

KITTY: That's oddly terrifying. All country club men golf. It's a right of passage.

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RYDER: I think that’s fair. Probably shouldn’t have asked anyway.

RYDER: What kind of cake? That’s the important question.

RYDER: I’d like to think he’s pretty cool. Definitely wears cargo shorts and tells bad jokes, but that’s the cool part.

KITTY: Red velvet. I ran out of funfetti.

KITTY: Mine too but think of him more as a rich golfer, cargo shorts type father. It's not as charming as you might think.

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RYDER: So, why are you still with him? Y’know, if you know he might not be the best choice.

RYDER: Oh, yeah, for sure. Consider it ignored. Feeling any better?

RYDER: I dig it. It was my dad’s thing. You’ll have to get in contact with him. He’s a pretty cool guy.

KITTY: I'm choosing to ignore that question as well, thank you.

KITTY: I screamed into a pillow and finished off some cake so I'll say yes.

KITTY: Can a dad really be 'cool'? They all wear cargo shorts and tell bad jokes.

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RYDER: Can’t argue that. Females definitely put more thought into basically everything.

RYDER: Okay, no more emojis.

RYDER: So, what’s your birth given name? And have you always used Kitty instead?

KITTY: We try. I probably should have put more thought into my boyfriend choices.

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KITTY: Ignore that last one. I'm still emotionally compromised.

KITTY: Katherine but yes, I've always gone by Kitty. Who named you? Ryder sounds like some 80's bully's name.

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RYDER: I never was a fast learner, so that’s new.

RYDER: Hold the cat jokes... got it. 🐈

RYDER: Go ahead and surprise me again.

KITTY: I find that actually pretty easy to believe. All men are a little slow on the uptake.

KITTY: Emojis too.

KITTY: Kitty isn't my birth name. Are you shocked?

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RYDER: I’m also guessing “Not Jacob” isn’t an answer?

RYDER: It’s Ryder. What about you?

RYDER: I’ll take that as a compliment.

RYDER: And here you thought I was the murderer.

KITTY: You catch on quick.

KITTY: Kitty. And yes, I hate cat puns.

KITTY: People are full of surprises.

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RYDER: I can assure you, I don't wanna steal your identity. White flag. I come in peace.

RYDER: I don't mind it, y'know? Not like I have much else going on.

RYDER: So, I guess asking "how do you feel about that..." isn't really something you wanna hear?

KITTY: Do you have a name then? For the sake of feeling more secure in this "conversation".

KITTY: I've had worse temporary distractions.

KITTY: Say that to me and I might actually murder you.

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RYDER: Exactly. What if that was no accident at all? What if this was your masterplan all along?

RYDER: Points were made... Is that what we're doing, though? Having a conversation?

RYDER: I'm just trying to get my point across. If you wanna talk about it, I'm here. Not like I actually know who you are or who this guy Jacob is either.

KITTY: Oh of course. I absolutely love talking to strangers that could possibly kill me and steal my identity.

KITTY: I don't know. It seems oddly like one.

KITTY: We just fight like any couple. It's not anything worthy of your Dr. Phil sensibilities.

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