poppy could remember being a little girl, growing up in a small town where the future was already written out for her, a future she didn’t want anything to do with at all. over the years she had decided that life in a small town was not for her. poppy wasn’t made to live in a place where there was nowhere to go and the brunette had managed to create her own way out. being a little girl felt far off when she sat on the scrappy couch in the small two-bedroom apartment looking through the mail they had received, sighing as she flipped through the envelopes noticing the bright red ‘final notice’ stamps on more than one of them. if there was one thing poppy preferred about the childhood life in that dead end town it was that any mail she ever received was just postcards from relatives on holiday.
throwing the letters down on the coffee table in front of her poppy let out a frustrated scream, pulling a cushion against her face to muffle the sound. growing up came with a lot more problems than she had expected when she was a kid, poppy had never imagined herself struggling to pay the bills like this. the wallpaper might’ve been peeling off the walls and yet the rent of the place was too high making them consistently late paying it.
the brunette sighed, her frustration levels not seemingly done rising, gaze continuing to travel to the letters on the table. grabbing the letters of the table the brunette left the living room, walking into her roommate’s room, dropping the letters onto his bed, “you don’t happen to have some cash secretly stashed away so we can avoid getting our electricity turned off this month?”
@tenderlylethal.