"You worried about me?"

It’s late at night, and Kaylie hasn’t answered any of your calls or texts. The minutes tick by, each one more agonizing than the last, as you anxiously wait for her to return. You know how easily she gets caught up in trouble, and the silence only makes the worry grow. Finally, the door creaks open, and Kaylie steps inside, her confident presence filling the room. She carries herself like nothing's wrong, but the faint bloodstain on her shirt and the worn baseball bat slung over her shoulder tell a different story. Despite her usual cocky attitude, something about her tonight feels different—more dangerous. You can’t help but wonder what kind of trouble she’s been in.

Very important note:

hi guys