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[indent]At least Kit had worked everything out with her parents. She was a little stressed out about how hard it’d been to get through it, and it had taken a lot of measured self-reflection to realize that… her parents, in fact, didn’t really care. It wasn’t that big of a deal to anyone but Kit — maybe that was why it hurt so much. She’d thought the Doc would hate her, but the Doc had promised to get her a replacement. and her mother had smelled like rotten grapes but had also helped calm her down.

Still, Kit wasn’t exactly forgiving Hana yet. She hadn’t even texted the girl! That would show her! Maybe. Kit had kissed her though! Oooh, she’d have to tell True that. She had [i]way[/i] more kissing experience than True did now, she was [i]practically[/i] an expert. True, of course, was sitting in Kit’s messy bedroom, flopped on the bed and staring at her phone (Kit thought she’d caught True sniffing it once or twice, but she pushed that thought out of her mind), because there was some text message from one of the weed kids.

MORE IMPORTANTLY, at least if you asked Kit, the cultivators of the Devil’s lettuce had decided that they were going to put on their own King of Iron First Tournament. They were going to enter the Tekken, they were going to… play Kit in her own game and get their faces curbstomped. Kit wasn’t even sure that True had the right data, [b][color=#7fc19e]“hey, Truly.” [/color][/b]Kit frowned when she didn’t get an immediate reaction, and she grabbed the open bag of Doritos off her desk and grabbed one of the chips. She took a bite of it — she wasn’t going to waste an [i]entire[/i] fucking Dorito, she wasn’t some kind of savage — and then tossed it at Truly’s face. [b][color=#7fc19e]“Earth to True! You didn’t actually tell me anything about the tournament! Throw that Dorito back, please.”[/color][/b]

Snapping back to reality, True side glanced toward her friend, still stuck between heaven and Earth, [b][color=#ff682f]“What? Sorry I’m just waiting for him to propose already.” [/color][/b]She sighed in desperation. Picking herself up, changing positions so that she was laying on her tummy, she tried to put her phone down to focus on her best friend, but… her hand had a TIGHT grip on it. She seemed to have not heard the Dorito comment because now it was [i]crushed [/i]under her. [b][color=#ff682f]“Oh oops.” [/color][/b]It was hard to focus! Now, what did Kitkat ask her about? The date? Did she want to know more about her date? [b][color=#ff682f]“KITTTT, HE’S JUST SO AMAZEBALLS. We had so much fun! And because I’m blind I crashed into him during laser tag and we stood there… for a minute.. or two… AND HE DIDN’T MAKE A MOVE.” [/color][/b]She was defeated. They could’ve gotten so far.

[b][color=#7fc19e]“You should have made a move… Ugh, I can’t BELIEVE you crushed my Dorito! Those are the only thing that bring me joy. A cute Korean girl I’ve had a crush on since she started making YouTube videos about Final Fantasy kissed me yesterday and I’M STILL pretty freakin’ upset, and now my best friend is sitting on my Doritos! I don’t want BUTT flavored Doritos! At least not… your butt. And I didn’t even ask about the date!” [/color][/b]Kit sighed and spun back in her chair to face her computer screen, clicking around. If True didn’t even want to help, then Kit was just going to look at r/cosplaygirls. [b][color=#7fc19e]“The video games, True! The video games! Tell me about the games!”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#ff682f]“Sorry! I’m here!” [/color][/b]Truly Bliss squealed, not liking that she upset her bestie. Sitting up, she brushed the chip in her hand and hopped off the bed to throw it in the trash, near Kit’s desk. [b][color=#ff682f]“They want to destroy ‘A, S, S,’ and ‘H, O, L’ at Burntown… that’s the skateboard place! I never pay attention to anyone else but Wyatt. A Tekken tourney! I laughed sooooo hard, but don’t worry. I didn’t share your secrets. THAT REMINDS ME.”
[/color][/b] Dramatically, True fell on the floor on a pile of Kit’s clothes, they were probably dirty, oh well, [b][color=#ff682f]“WHAT IS OVERWATCH?!”   [/color][/b]

Kit watched as True fell on a pile of her clothes — [i][color=#7fc19e]yikes, that’s the dirty pile… oh well, I’ll tell her another time… [/color][/i]— and then screamed about Overwatch. For once, it seemed True was speaking Kit’s language. Kit had been big on Overwatch for a little bit, briefly after she learned about Healsluts. That fell out of favor once the r/healsluts server learned that she, Kitastrophe, was in fact only 14 years old. After that, Kit mostly moved on — back to fighting games and League and CS:GO. BUT, she had been pretty good in her time! In fact, she’d even been ranked Master for a while.

The important part was, she could teach True how to play [i]that[/i]! [b][color=#7fc19e]“Overwatch is an arena shooter that a lot of cute submissive girls play where they play Mercy and do this specific emote to tell you ‘hey, I wanna heal you and I want you to bully me because I’m not doing a good enough job.’ And there’s this guy who’s a monkey, and then there’s this other guy who’s a hamster and [i]I[/i] used to like the hamster, but I also liked this Korean girl with a mech who’s named Hana. One day, I’ll meet a D. Va cosplayer… Here, look!’ [/color][/b]Kit said, clicking around on her screen and bringing Overwatch up.

[b][color=#7fc19e]“And then there’s like this British girl that’s gay, and she’s like so cool and she’s gay and she makes it [i]cool[/i] to be gay, so [i]I[/i] can be gay and it’s not a big deal and like, representation matters. And there’s this other guy that’s like a Cyborg Ninja and he’s basically the MEGA CHAD of Overwatch. Like, like think Damian if he were Asian, right? Well, he got ATTACKED by some OTHER NINJAS and then they had to make him a robot! And he stopped having sex. It owns.”[/color][/b]

True’s head poked behind the back of Kit’s gaming chair as she looked at all the things and retained NONE of it. She was panicking! How would he ever want to marry her if she couldn’t play Overwatch?! Was this the end as she knew it? YOU AREN’T A GAMER. WHY ARE YOU EVEN TRYING???? [b][color=#ff682f]“That’s cool and all but can you teach me by tomorrow? I scheduled a ‘party up’ this weekend, which is now.” [/color][/b]

[b][color=#7fc19e]“NO. Dude, shooters are honed through HOURS of practice and yelling at your computer screen! You think I can teach you by TOMORROW? No way! There’s no way! I’d have to be some kind of, some kind of TACTICAL GENIUS! I’d have to be some kind of ninja, some kind of…” [/color][/b]Kit paused, hovering over one [url=https://static.playoverwatch.com/media/screenshot/sombra-screenshot-006-6de9884047e0fa523c234ce979e9418a573ea758ab7166d58c90e6118a3a849b6dab2a0ead43a7b4720e657c502e1fe94fc1913ff5a2be7df0b01d8b36ec9c3b.jpg]character[/url] as she tilted her head. The Thomas genius genes were waking up, the three hamsters that piloted Kit’s two brain cells were coming to life… [i]a plan was formulating[/i]. [b][color=#7fc19e]“What if [i]I play[/i] and you just wear my headset and pretend to be good at the game?”[/color][/b]

Her almost sad demeanor took a 180 and the mastermind plan that could only be thought of from Kit! Jumping in the air, excitedly, True cheered, [b][color=#ff682f]“You’d do that for me?! Oh my god. My DDR skills already stunned him. If YOU play for ME then he’d want to marry me! Right?!” [/color][/b]She could already hear the wedding bells and soon she could showcase him to mommy and daddy and big brother. Then, they could play house and it’ll just be amazing! Who needed to be good at life when she had a friend to do that for her?! Her grin was wide and she couldn’t wait for tomorrow, just to hear his voice and the compliments. Ahhhhhhhhhh.

[b][color=#7fc19e]“Yeah, totally. And I bet he’d want to marry you or somethin’ like that.” [/color][/b]Kit explained, shrugging her shoulders. It was a way to approach things! Sure, it was unethical, and frowned upon, but it wasn’t like anyone would know. In the meantime, Kit would teach True how to play for real, so that if Wyatt ever wanted to LAN, she’d be in the clear. [b][color=#7fc19e]“Can you get me some of your mom’s brownies? The really fudgy ones, not the ‘secret ones’ that she thinks we don’t know are weed brownies.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#ff682f]“Yeah, sure. I’ll bring ‘em tomorrow and other goodies. We’ll spend all night playing games then I’ll be sleepy for school, but a whiff of Wyatt should wake me up.” [/color][/b]The small redhead smiled at her friend before retreating back to the bed where she had briefly left her phone. She went to go check it. Still nothing. Maybe he didn’t miss her. She was a failure as a lover. Wasn’t it his job to send the first text? Maybe she should. Or shouldn’t. She wanted to but she also didn’t want to scare him off.

Resting her head on Kit’s pillow, she heavily sighed, [b][color=#ff682f]“It’s all surreal. He didn’t notice me at all last semester. Not at the halloween party or homecoming or anything. And now… we’ve gone on a date.” [/color][/b]She couldn’t believe it. This was a fantasy and yet it was so daunting because maybe she WAS in over her head seeing how he didn’t even text her yet.  

[b][color=#7fc19e]“Dude, you’re weird. But it’s like a good weird, and I bet he totally digs you. I would, if I was lucky enough to have someone love me so much they were ready to lie about the things they liked and did so that I’d give them a chance. See, you just had to GO for it.” [/color][/b]Kit explained, through a mouthful of crunchy, delicious, Cool Ranch Doritos. Scratching her nose with a Dorito dusty hand, Kit stared at it for a second before she popped it into her mouth to eat the delicious dust. Then, she stood up and went over to the minifridge, grabbing a Red Bull out of it.

[b][color=#7fc19e]“You should probably have sex with him. My other best friend had sex with her boyfriend on Brian’s boat and now they like, sleep in the same room every night so they can have more sex. It’s probably the next, you know, logical step. Hey, do you want a Red Bull?”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#ff682f]“Redbull hurts my tummy, do you have a juicebox?” [/color][/b]True asked before adding, [b][color=#ff682f]“I’ll get another pep talk from Damian and Joy! All I remember from the first one is SPITTERS AIN’T QUITTERS. So I guess after we kiss I gotta explore whatever that means! Is sex scary?” [/color][/b]Would Kit know? Her mother seemed opened about those kind of topics, maybe she would. Her phone vibrated, however, Truly wanted to hear the answer to the question before looking at her phone.

[b][color=#7fc19e]“Are you sure that’s what they said? Because I’m pretty sure it’s the opposite? The spitters [i]are[/i] the quitters, because they spit out the… you know what, I’m gonna send you some links. Make sure you watch them with the door open and on Bluetooth to the surround sound….” [/color][/b]Kit paused, and thought about it, withdrawing a single Capri Sun from the back of her fridge. [b][color=#7fc19e]“Uh, please don’t actually do that. Door shut, lights off, headphones in. ANYWAY, I don’t [i]know[/i] that sex isn’t scary, but I think it is! I’ve only seen like, a bajillion porns and hentais and read doujins! My only [i]real[/i] extensive sex knowledge is based off of a video I have of Min and Henry having sex, and it didn’t look scary. It looked like Min was gonna die for a brief second, and then she looked like, super happy.” [/color][/b]With that, Kit threw the Capri Sun over to True.

[b][color=#7fc19e]“It’s Strawberry Kiwi and I don’t like that. And it’s from the back of the fridge… so don’t be surprised if it’s like, frozen or slushy.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#ff682f]“Thank youuuu.” [/color][/b]She took the straw and poked a hole into the juice. Hopefully she’d be able to suck it up even if it was hard! Well, frozen. [b][color=#ff682f]“Oh, that’s right. Spitters are quitters. I guess I DID forget my brother’s lessons!” [/color][/b]

[b][color=#7fc19e]“Maybe you should like, take notes, or record it. That’s a big thing to forget!”[/color][/b]

After taking a harsh sip out of the Capri Sun, it was [i]extremely [/i]cold, True’s eyes widened when she registered what her friend had said, [b][color=#ff682f]“WHY ARE YOU WATCHING SEX VIDEOS OF PEOPLE WE KNOW?!” [/color][/b]Quickly, she placed her drink on the nightstand and grabbed her phone, but still didn’t check it. THE ANSWER TO THIS QUESTION TOO WAS IMPORTANT. 

[b][color=#7fc19e]“I dunno, because I like… wanted to? Min took the video for me! Henry knew about it. They were into it! It’s not like that’s weird or anything, it’s completely natural to want to watch sex instead of have it because you’re not that attracted to men, but you’d probably like, suck a dick if you could. But it’d have to be the right dick. So instead you just like, watch your friend do it! That’s not a bad thing, True! Keep it [i]down[/i], the Professor might hear you.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=#ff682f]“You’re so matureeeee.” [/color][/b]True weeped at how advanced and smart her friend was in sexual things. Why was she so slow? Why was she so naive?! How could you watch other people? She knew she’d only be able to do it if Wyatt told her to, but she’d prefer just having sex with him. That’s what sex was for. To have sex with the one you love and she LOVED him. Finally, she looked down to her phone and unlocked her screen to see a text that stopped her heart. W-wha? Suddenly, and not on purpose, she threw her phone up in the air as if it was a hot potato and rolled off the bed, hard. THUMP. True was not quiet at all. She stared at the ceiling from the floor. Her face beaming red. Did he really want to? 

Normally, friends would be concerned at this point. Normally. But Kit knew True well enough to know that  she was arguably the most melodramatic, over the top person at their school. And that included Shauna and Marshall both. So, instead of checking on True, Kit just hopped out of her chair and headed over to the discarded phone and picked it up, [b][color=#7fc19e]“geeze, what’s got you so worked up? Oh, hey! Nice, go suck on his tongue. I got you.”[/color][/b]

[b]To: [color=#1ca9c9]My Future Husband[/color][/b]
[b][color=#ff682f]Sure! Like… now? Can you come pick me up from my friends house?[/color][/b]
[b][color=#ff682f]She lives in the blue house on Third Street near the beach![/color][/b]

[b][color=#7fc19e]“There, with any luck, he’s on his way. Go get ‘em, killer!” [/color][/b]

[b][color=#a7fc00]“KATHRYN, WHAT IS GOING ON? ARE YOU BOTH OKAY????! DO I NEED TO COME UP THERE???” [/color][/b]The Professor yelled from the kitchen, as she drank wine and made a meal for her and the girls. The Doc was with his best friend, doing something. 

[b][color=#7fc19e]“IT’S KIT, PROFESSOR! K, I, T! AND NO, IT’S FINE, TRUE IS JUST BEING… YOU KNOW, HERSELF! DON’T WORRY! PLEASE DON’T COME UP HERE!”[/color][/b]

Hurriedly, True went to her phone, swiping it from her friend and looked at what she wrote: [b][color=#ff682f]“What… have you done?” [/color][/b][/indent]