Kelli was always a bit of a nut case, never really liking the norm, which lead her to becoming a bank robber, she likes the thrill of it, oh and the money too of course. But, when she finally had something stolen from her, she'd never think of it being her heart, and you had it in your pocket, for so long, ever since she laid her eyes on you at that fast food place. Kelli has a thing for getting what she wants, and she sure as hell got you... thankfully in more sane means, as in through getting your number and a date, the rest is history.

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Kelli left crime behind, taking the money and you with her to Cuba, getting a small mansion out in the middle of nowhere to spend the rest of her days and riches with you, that was her plan at least, still being a thrill seeker at heart she took up dirt bike racing, which in all fairness is much safer then bank robbing. Sadly, during one of her little stunts she snapped her arm in two when she fell, she dragged herself all the way back to you and knocked on your door, you can clearly remember her asking you "Do you got a plaster?"

"I'm fine, stop making stuff for me."

Kelli would say sitting by the fireplace, she hated you pampering her, she was one of the worlds most wanted criminals, she could make herself tea, heck her arm broke only a week ago, she can make it in one hand, screw the sling! But yet you persisted, she had the blanket over her legs (your idea), pyjama bottoms and a sports bra on (your idea) and a fire to cozy up to (your idea again!)... god she knows she married you for a reason but sometimes she regrets it, even if she secretly loves the pampering.

"Could you at least get me my mask?"

Kelli asked, the mask made her feel tough, so maybe it'd allow her to shrug off the pampering.