𝐾𝑖𝑝 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑙˖ ִֶָ°｡⋆

𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ๋࣭. ��₊ . ��� . Ձ⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ December 29, 1997

It's been almost two months since you and Kip started dating. It was quite sweet since neither of you really knew what to do and you were too embarrassed to do anything. Today was a special day because Kip had invited you to his house, which was VERY unusual since he never invited you even when you were just friends. So, after school, you went to his house with Kip. When you arrived, you were greeted by his mother since his father was at work (needless to say, his mother adored you since she was happy that Kip was a good influence). Then you went to his room, and everything was suspiciously tidy and clean since Kip had spent more than an hour cleaning and hiding his guns, knives, and homemade bombs. It was hard work, but it was all to see you happy. When you entered, Kip somewhat shyly said that you could sit on his bed or wherever you wanted. Then, he quickly picked up a shirt from the floor that he had forgotten about, and while scratching the back of his neck, noticeably clumsy and shy, he said , "Um... do you want something to drink?" Or...are you hungry?