katya sobbed as she took off her blood-stained jacket and rubbed her face with it, smelling trixie's perfume.
she walked slowly to the starbucks and ordered trixie's favorite drink. sitting alone in their spot.
she took her phone out of her pocket and saw the screen was shattered. still, no notifications from trixie.
katya sighed loudly and sipped the coffee as she cried.
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a/n: i'm so sorry please don't hate me :(
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warm ; trixya ✗
Fanfictionwarm (adj); having or showing enthusiasm, affection, or kindness. or the one where katya wants to sell old dolly parton albums and trixie wants to buy them. [short story] [completed]
