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Attention DTCers
Starting ThursdayThursdayTHURSDAY, is
Katie/Bianca aka Batie aka Kianca aka Dematlin week.
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Nobody said it was easy; || Katie Matlin.
Bianca stared at her phone, eyes big. What the hell did she do? Bianca regretted now texting Katie in the first place. The thought of the brunette on the way to her house made her stomach turn. She swallowed hard and grabbed her sweatshirt, walking outside and looked at her house.
It looked nearly condemned. The paint was chipped off her house with a door that was hardly on the hinges. Inside the house wasn't any better, with hardly any furniture throughout the dark house and only a few things in he kitchen cabinets. Bianca cringed at the thought of Katie coming inside here. Soon, it would be a reality. The residence was in the worst part of town, most of the houses on her block resembling hers. She let out a sigh, pinching the bridge of her nose and walking upstairs to clean up her bedroom. It was the only room that even seemed like there were life in it.
Inside Bianca's bedroom, the walls were painted a deep red and splattered with random band and movie posters. Everything in her room was bought with her own money; otherwise, it could have matched the rest of the house. She had a shelf on her wall she'd built, lined with nearly a hundred flasks. Bianca smiled faintly, looking over them before tossing a blanket over the pile of clothes in the corner of her room. Bianca let out a breath, shutting her eyes before grabbing two of the flasks and filling the. Bee walked into the hallway, pursing her lips. "Ma, I've got friends coming over, stay in your room." She shouted in case the woman was unconscious, walking out to the porch again and sitting on the steps, waiting anxiously for Katie.
