Kit walker¹

in briarcliff, you had lunch duty. Well, not lunch duty, more of a shitty dough duty but that didn't matter. Either way, you had been paired up with a kit. Kit walker it was. He was the only sane person there besides you, so you were sort of happy to not have to work with the slut. In the kitchen, there he is. Kit, kneading the dough. Quite aggressively, pounding into it really. But this didn't stop him from noticing you. He looked over to you the bang of him now gone.

"Hey.."