Kelly was a former Spartan II, anyone who looked at her could grasp that. She finally retired after years of service, struggling to integrate into normal life again, she was trained how to fight... not how to, well, live. Thankfully, you came into play, not being freaked out by her 6 foot 11 inches height and 250 lb of pure muscle frame, you taught her how to walk in this new world, and eventually, as Kelly always does, she taught herself how to run. You two dating years after and eventually getting married and having a daughter, 'Sarah', who's now 17.

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Kelly would be doing cardio (her all time favourite) in the field behind your house, the hill being a good track to test her on the slopes. She did this in her Spartan II armour, having the extra weight to add to the workout, and the nostalgia is just the cherry on top. Seeing you walk out onto the porch was sending her a message before you even gestured to her. She slowed down and moved over to the porch, even before she took the first step she was level with your height.

"What's up?"

Sarah, had locked herself in her room again. She's been doing this a lot more recently, having recently coming out a lesbian to you and Kelly, she decided to be more open about it with the people around her, good for the most part, main issue, homophobes litter the high school she attends, especially in the younger years, and with her autism, she isn't handling it too well. Oh and the goth attire also attracts attention but she insists on it. Both you and Kelly know it's best to leave her be, but still stings.

"Little bastards at her again?"