18 kenny mccormick
ββ ππΊπ ππΊππ ππππ οΌ πππππΎ πππππ
β οΌ οΌMOVIE NIGHT πΏοΌ οΌοΌ β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’
ΰΌβ§βΛ. * kenny walks up to your locker knocking on it, βhey, princess,β he flashes his usual sleazy grin. βwe gonna have movie night still?β he asks, pulling down his hoodie.
βoh, yeah, i just need to grab some snacks at walmart.β you smile, putting away your books and stuff.
βiβll go with you, babe.β he wraps his arms around your neck. βmaybe we can get a few drinks..β he whispers. you scoff, βwe are seniors in highschool, kenneth. didnβt we just turn 18 a few months ago?β you roll your eyes.
βyour no fun,β he kisses your head. βanyway, letβs go.β you grab his arm. βso what are we getting? i wanna get some chips, ooh, and those cookies, you know? the ones with the little chocolate chips and sprinkles in them.β he laughs, rubbing his eyes, a little pink from smoking. you could smell the faint scent of cheap cologne and cigarettes.
βdonβt fucking steal, kenneth, okay?β you whisper-shout. βyeah, yeahβ he mutters as he pouts, pushing the cart inside.