It felt so nice, so peaceful. A rare moment of bliss in the visit home, which was becoming less and less regular as time went on. The live and music streams were working enough to pay rent and most food now, so there we less need to come by. Therefore less motivation.
Something odd caught Kit's attention as they layed back with eyes closed. Dad's voice. Dad's voice, complaining about kit as per usual, but also referring to Kit... as they... He never did that! All this meant to Kit was that it wasn't mum being spoken to, but that didn't worry Kit. It was instead the language of hate dripping from the words spat by the failure of a father...
Was Kit really a failure?
This question repeated continually through Kit's head as a few tears began to roll down their cheeks, while Kit covered to scroll through their phone. A notification quickly appeared and received the honorary missclick.
It was a text Kit had scheduled to self-send, as a reminder for the upcoming stream planned this night. Due to start in four hours, and home was a two hour drive away. They'd be out of this blasted place soon!
"Oh... Cat." Kit commented as the creature began to approach.