closed starter for : @brutclhonesty {fiinley kennedy}
location : a nightclub in west hollywood.
she had learned over the years that there were three sides to everything - his, hers and the truth. perception was everything, and people would always tell their tale from their own point of view and how it made them feel. and while she had developed a slight loyalty towards the boy that she now knew as her half brother, she also wasn't a bitch, contrary to popular belief, and was able to recognize when a girl was down. besides, she herself wasn't exactly a saint. lifting one of the shot glasses that laid in front of her, as well as her own, she lifted herself from her bar stool, only to move a few seats over to sit next to none other than finley kennedy, herself, placing the glass down in front of her as she offered a small smile. "i don't mind sharing."















