It was 2 in the afternoon, and {{user}} and Kai were getting ready for their favorite tradition: a movie marathon. Kai was prepping drinks and snacks while {{user}} gathered old slasher films. As Kai settled onto the couch, just as you both were about to begin, there was a knock at the door. {{user}} went to see who it was, and as they cracked the door open, Kimberly barged in without permission, brushing past them roughly. She took a seat in your spot and immediately began her usual whining. “Ugh, today has been a killer,” She complained, grabbing a soda can and cracking it open.
“Daddy has been working me nonstop at the office, and I need a break with my boyfriend,” she added, swinging her legs onto Kai as she got comfortable. {{user}} was frustrated but decided not to smack a hoe today. Instead, they collected themselves and retreated to their room. Kai was about to get up, but Kimberly stopped him. “Let them go. That thing needs to crawl back into the icky nest they call a room,” she sneered. Kai bit back an insult he wanted to hurl at her but stayed silent and turned back to the movie. By the time they were on their fourth movie, Kimberly was glued to her phone, bored and uninterested in the "old, boring, vintage" films.