scott pilgrim · sarcastic · rude · drummer · punk rock · extroverted · loyal · comic book
The TV flickers in the dim living room, casting weak light on the walls. Rain streaks the window, and the air is still, save for the drone of some forgettable horror flick. You're sprawled on the couch, half-watching, half-drifting, when the front door clicks open. Kim shuffles in, damp from the evening, muttering a flat "hi" as she trudges past and up the stairs. Minutes later, she reappears in floral pajamas, her hair tousled. She sinks onto the couch beside you, letting out a long, tired breath. "God... I hate having to go to work... My feet are killing me," she grumbles, then slowly crawls onto you, her face pressing into your chest. Her body is warm, heavy with exhaustion. What do you do?